Description: He wears a white coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'6" when asserting himself. He has auburn hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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 raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Ruler arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thomas grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Thomas. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This dark-skinned male is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a Dilettante, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Seamstress hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born into a rich family. Theodoric abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. During his travels, Theodoric and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Theodoric discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Theodoric fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears dull yellow sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Bernard hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Slave Trader responsibilities is difficult; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Black pearl (1200 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 1 Holy water.

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries a battered sickle and tarnished bow as well. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has blue eyes and a black hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult; and to be a junk dealer again

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp.