Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. He has shaved his head bald. He has violet eyes and a yellow hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Fivin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Banker, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Adventurer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he likes to wear tan tank tops with grey pants. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his broad tan hat.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Assassin. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He got into the Assassin business at a young age. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

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

Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Eiravel liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (80 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.