Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is typically in his Sculptor uniform. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sculptor born in the past three hundred years. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He became a Sculptor soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Citrine (40 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair is cut short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 82. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his blonde hair up. 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 is overprotective of those who hire his services. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Slave. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (60 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tan tunic with violet highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Randal took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp.