Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has wavy red hair. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

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 is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hand crossbows and shortbows. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Riardon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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. After months of barely getting by, Riardon managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 50 pp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a fancy black suit. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Caeldrim will drive conversation. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Caeldrim hails from a village terrorized by giants. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Caeldrim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has achieved small success as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to be a carpenter again

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 700 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. After a long history of fighting, Fivin and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.