Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a very tight haircut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a great chef.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Navigator.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a great chef.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vondal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has amber eyes and a grey hat with a red feather.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sailor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 cp.