Description: This dark-skinned male wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 16000 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an entirely green suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born in the north. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Galinndan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 300 pp. Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (80 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1700 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (50 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Through the years after Carrie was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Carrie's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Carrie was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 3100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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, Caeldrim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 11000 sp. Azurite (10 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp).

Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.