Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 48. 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. He is a great chef.

History: Theren was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears an entirely blue suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His chestnut hair is cut short. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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, Theren is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Theren was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Revenge; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. Rich purple corundum (1500 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Eye agate (16 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature, In love. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and prefers to wear flannel. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and is pretty ugly. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Varis is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Varis grew up listening to his father's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Varis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. 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 threatened by others; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1600 gp.