Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born in a small forest village. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Doctor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Doctor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Doctor for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new doctor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Fulbar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. She wears her golden hair down. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Hatae is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a simple red robe with white stripes complete with hood. He wears his golden hair up. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Chay was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 320 gp. 5 Acid flasks.