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 brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his club. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and money/treasure

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red-brown spinel (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is auburn and curly. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Mindartis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Mindartis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 pp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He very much looks the part of a Seamstress. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 31. 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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in the south to a Seamstress, Thervan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He's also a talented Performer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.