Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His eyes are green 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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in the west to a Glassblower, Trey learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a masseuse again

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in earthy colors with a green and tan handkerchief worn on his right side. His blonde hair is cut short. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 20000 cp. Zircon (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'9". He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a green shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and brown pants, and carries quarterstaffs. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Drogo was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Standing 6'2", this man wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Bellfounder father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Emerald (900 gp).