Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Weaver. He has no hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A true patriot, Rolen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When Rolen reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Emerald (900 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male wears dark leathers with embroidery. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His blonde hair is lengthy. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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 in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold cup set with emeralds (9000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has no hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Naeris was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 south. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.