Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Pacifist, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Good lock.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple brown robe with green stripes complete with hood. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Paelias is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He got into the Barkeep business at a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's also a talented Adventurer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Depressed, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Smokesticks. 3 Acid flasks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He likes to wear green tank tops with tan pants. He has a hunchback. His moppish brown 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 is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Himo took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His black hair is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 Mortician. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. Sard (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Red spinel (50 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born to a Priest, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Ivellios took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ivellios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.