Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His head has been shaved. His ears are large.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Thamior was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Spice Merchant. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, yellow shirt, and black tie. Her red crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Korinn liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 6000 cp. Black pearl (300 gp).

Description: An older man who has the majority of his body covered in plate, he is not a threatening figure. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Aelar reached his early adolescence his Half-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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 cp. Jasper (80 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His brown hair is long and unkept. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Skog took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is content

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.