Description: He is in excellent shape and is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He has moderate length golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He became a Stableman soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a bowyer again

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 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 a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his left hand. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Miller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miller.

Motivation: To be a Fortune-teller again.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants, marred by teas. His blonde hair is lengthy. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Nutae alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Nutae was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1400 gp. Aquamarine (400 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Animal Trainer profession.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. A gifted student he started as a Animal Trainer, but he got bored and became a Priest. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Priest.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 7000 sp. Malachite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.