Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His brown hair is knotted and matted. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Theriatis hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Theriatis was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against gnolls

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3100 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Amber (70 gp). Jet (70 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Eye agate (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He has shaved his head bald. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Berrian was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 7000 sp. Deep green spinel (120 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and black handkerchief worn on his right side. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his right hand. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 77. 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 often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Thamior was born with his father's beautiful face. At some point he was captured by illithids and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 130 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. Violet garnet (1100 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Black opal (1500 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.