Description: This late middle aged man is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, yellow shirt, and black tie and is in decent physical shape. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 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 born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful, Ugly. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (10 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp. Sardonyx (30 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Nicholas is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is typically in his Dilettante uniform. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He struck the Dilettante job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. He has gray eyes and a pastel hat with a grey feather.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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 Banker, his father struggled to pay the bills. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Anselm has worked very hard to control his curse. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.