Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Soapmaker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Soapmaker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (4 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Fearful. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 6000 sp. Banded agate (12 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Star ruby (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Blacksmith, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, In love. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears long strands of emerald and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His auburn hair is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Tanner. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tanner responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 11000 sp.