Description: An older man who dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

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

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 3000 cp. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Spice Merchant. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has shaved his head bald. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Anselm was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His childhood dream was to be a Map Maker, but he was a colossal failure. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Expand his business; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with blue slacks, marred by sweets. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the south were limited. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His head has been shaved. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Bhevek is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 800 sp. Amethyst (130 gp).