Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Wymar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp. Red garnet (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Backpack. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Clerebold hails from a village terrorized by illithids. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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 his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and carries greataxes. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in the north. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Miller. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Lewis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Red garnet (160 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Theobald was born the youngest of three triplets. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theobald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sage and was forced into it by his family; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp.