Description: He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. He is physically well-built. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and doesn't want to be a farmer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and he perpetually has his sai ready. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Eiravel lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp. Red garnet (90 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a green feathered hat and green clothes and is in decent physical shape. He has silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Immeral was born the youngest of three triplets. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Paelias 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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Banded agate (15 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Quarion isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Body Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Quarion was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1500 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.