Description: He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He worked as a nervous Glassblower and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Glassblower.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Galinndan has worked very hard to control his curse. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Jeweler for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Violet garnet (1300 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. He is an epitome of beauty. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed red hat.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: PTSD, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). 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's looking for his big break; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Nim reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.