Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a fancy black suit. His red hair is thinning but still full. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. 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 north his family was never financially stable. 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. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Thamior was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Thamior decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is physically well-built. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Aust was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Cook. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 70 pp. Aquamarine (1100 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a green shirt with thin black vertical stripes and grey pants. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Armorer. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. White pearl (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He wears his blonde hair up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Erevan 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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Sensitive, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.