Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Immeral was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Immeral alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is greedy; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thamior grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Thamior. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Hematite (15 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a brown tunic with pastel highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears his golden hair up. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 49. 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 disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the east. After coming to the age of reason, Dayereth took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. He is portly but not overly obese. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Carrie grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. During his travels, Carrie and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Carrie discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Carrie fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1100 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears skinny pants and wears a tan and brown robe with the hood down and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1200 gp. Gold music box (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp).