Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Gomory wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting illithids, the young Gomory began to lead the lost caravan. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Gerald was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Servant. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He is an epitome of beauty. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Architect. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Heward was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Mason, but he got bored and became a Architect. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit men.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.