Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1200 gp. Tourmaline (130 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, Ugly. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2400 gp. Jade (60 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a green tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His head has been shaved. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

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. Rael abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1500 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is short and auburn. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He uses divination through singing.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Paelias 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 Paelias. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.