Description: He wears just a brown suit, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. He sports a flattop fur cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: Left-Handed was born the youngest of three triplets. Left-Handed was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Junk Dealer. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man dresses like a well dressed Seamstress does and is in decent physical shape. His fur is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He worked as a nervous Seamstress and found it very stressful. After a long history of fighting, Drifting and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 sp. Moss agate (11 gp). 4 Antitoxin.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is short and dark red. He has black eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. After a long history of fighting, Qemuel and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Shy, Forgetful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He carries with him a set of whips on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.