Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Map Maker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 50000 cp. Moss agate (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears bulky green painted plate armor, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His auburn hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 700 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of orcs 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: Wants to work out more often; and he's in love

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 3000 gp. Solid gold idol (900 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is typically in his Herbalist uniform. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Erevan was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Erevan decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Moss agate (7 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. After a long history of fighting, Aust and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.