Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, white cloak. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: The child of a Fortune-teller, who enjoyed hunting, Charles was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Charles took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was born in the north. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears just a green suit. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Clerebold alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears skinny pants and wears a violet and grey robe with the hood down. His white hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Jocelyn was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp.