Description: He stands about 4'11" and wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 pp. White pearl (110 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is silver and very short. He has amber eyes and a black hat with a green feather.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (70 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (70 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (170 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is portly but not overly obese. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Fivin lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Ploughman they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Apothecary, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Apothecary and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Secretive. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black pearl (1000 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Jet (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). White pearl (160 gp). 1 Medium magic item.