Description: A 5'1" southern man, he wears a violet shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and green pants. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in the south to a Banker, Theobald learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Banker for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Banker responsibilities is difficult; and to be a spy again

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'4", this man wears a green shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is blonde and very short. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His childhood dream was to be a Barrister, but he was a colossal failure. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is an amazing painter.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Dean was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Blacksmith. After a long history of fighting, Dean and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has wavy golden hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his youth he was a Barrister, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 800 sp.