Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stylist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stylist work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished glaive as well. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He has green eyes.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Korfel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 170 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear flannel. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, white shirt, and brown tie. His hair is brown and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Black pearl (1200 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Emerald (900 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.