Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Nutae hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and doesn't want to be a banker and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2300 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (120 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an entirely pastel suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Moonstone (50 gp).

Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case, and carries quarterstaffs. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 4000 gp. Malachite (5 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Banded agate (5 gp).