Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

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. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His hair is long and black with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Fletcher. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Immeral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has moderate length black hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1500 gp. Gold cup set with emeralds (2000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (130 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears just a green suit, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. 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 never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Gennal 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. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 4000 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp).

Description: He wears a fancy brown suit. His hair is silver and curly. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Thamior took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.