Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He takes great joy in being the best Mercenary in town.

History: Laucian 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 money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mercenary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (900 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Jade (40 gp). Coral (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished axe as well. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thamior will drive conversation. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is an epitome of beauty. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Ahvain was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Marshal. During his travels, Ahvain and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ahvain discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ahvain fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (170 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item.