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 a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

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. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he wants revenge against illithids

Flaws: Disease, Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red spinel (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Enialis is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Enialis 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 Enialis. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 4000 sp. Moonstone (60 gp). Rose (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight yellow one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, 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 black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Aelar was born the youngest of three triplets. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Carter they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Scribe, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, Greedy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 60 pp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Banded agate (10 gp).

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin red vertical stripes and tan pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 140 pp. A silver and pearl hairclip (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He usually wears his black robe and has his shortbow always slung over his shoulder, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. His white hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Hadarai was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Miller. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.