Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Uthemar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'2" eastern man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Raer was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1000 sp. Red spinel (40 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Sard (60 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 just a violet suit. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Halimath was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2700 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1300 gp).

Description: He wears tattered old clothes, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Naill will drive conversation. 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: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. At a young age his mother died while driving off some illithids. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in monstrous two handed axe use. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings, and his gloved hand is found clutching a greataxe. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he wants revenge against giants

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100000 cp.