Description: This dark-skinned male very much looks the part of a Scribe. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He became a Scribe soon after.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 400 gp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp).

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His auburn hair is still thick. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Patrick lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but he was a colossal failure. 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: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is blonde and very short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born in the east. Bernard was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Junk Dealer. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Fletcher. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the north to a Bowyer, Clerebold learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bowyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bowyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: The child of a Navigator, who enjoyed hunting, Heward was taken on many hunting expeditions. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.