Description: A 4'7" western man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dreali grew up listening to his father's many stories. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 2300 gp. Alexandrite (1300 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His ears are large.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Naeris alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 190 pp. Red garnet (80 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Erdan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has red hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Thervan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Thervan was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Thervan's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.