Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. During his travels, Drogo and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Drogo discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Drogo fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and violet handkerchief worn on his left side. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, pastel shirt, and green tie. His hair is short and red. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bounty Hunter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Herbalist; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Lance alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Religious, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in the north to a Marshal, Percival learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Marshal. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Revenge; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1400 sp.