Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Slave Trader. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His childhood dream was to be a Navigator, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. He wears his white hair down. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Rolf was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 sp. Red garnet (140 gp).

Description: He usually wears his white robe and has his dagger always slung over his shoulder. His hair is white and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Kelter was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, 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 Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. During his travels, Kelter and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Kelter discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Kelter fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 310 gp.