Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1700 gp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Suhnae was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Suhnae was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Banker. He has achieved small success as a Banker.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a bricklayer again

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his blonde hair up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Sailor; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1400 gp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Iolite (80 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Fivin was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Locksmith. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1300 gp. Obsidian (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Adran's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fortune-teller. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.