Description: An older man who wears dull yellow sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Gilbert was born the youngest of three triplets. Gilbert was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Gilbert decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His hair is short and white. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His hair is cut close to his head. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Revenge; and many giants want him driven away

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His black hair is still thick. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Everard grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Citrine (30 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Hematite (5 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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: Born to a Brewer, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Breastplate.