Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears just a tan suit. He has wavy chestnut hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His childhood dream was to be a Beggar, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Crown-heir job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to be a beggar again

Flaws: Emotional, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Job, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Gifted from a young age, Hubert studied abroad. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Shane has worked very hard to control his curse. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Weaver business.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 sp.