Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the north to a Architect, Immeral learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Immeral took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Architect.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new architect responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp.

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 tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barber hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (5 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Sard (60 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Amber (50 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Hematite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple black robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He has moderate length brown hair. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fletcher profession.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Fletcher. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 170 pp. Jet (70 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Jasper (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Hematite (7 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He usually wears his brown robe and has his flail always slung over his shoulder. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Rolen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a club on his belt. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 8000 sp.