Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Koeth hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

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

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1400 gp). Silver ewer (70 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has black hair. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. Mindartis was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Mindartis decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Coral (130 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a hunchback. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. At some point he was captured by drow and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a hunchback. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mindartis grew up listening to his father's many stories. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'7" when asserting himself. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 20. 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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 gp.