Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Eiravel's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

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. 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 Guard. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Guard for hire.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1100 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Coral (130 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp).

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is long and white with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1100 gp. Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Rose (40 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a simple black robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Naeris is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Naeris was born the youngest of three triplets. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Fivin hails from a village terrorized by goblins. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Being a Butcher kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 800 gp. Eye agate (4 gp).

Description: He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor, and he perpetually has his axe ready. He wears his auburn hair down. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Impulsive, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1800 gp. Moss agate (15 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp).