Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears professional attire. He wears his black hair down. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Sard (70 gp). Jet (50 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Star ruby (1000 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Amber (50 gp). Peridot (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Gifted from a young age, Berrian studied abroad. His first spouse was a Crown-heir, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 900 gp. Rich purple corundum (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished shortspear as well. His black hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (15 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).

Description: A 5'3" northern man, he wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. He has wavy golden hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Uthemar grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 47. 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 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: Tharivol lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Healer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Sellsword, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 60000 cp.