Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants revenge against illithids

Flaws: Insomniac, Disease, Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 9. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Aerdeth alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 700 pp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (70 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (70 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is baby faced.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tharivol grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp).