Description: He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long scarlet crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has red eyes and a green hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Greethen reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep white.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. 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. Mamnen took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Mamnen and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His gray fur is thinning but still full. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the east to a Gardener, Right-Handed learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Masseuse, but he was a colossal failure. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears just a black suit. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length white hair. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her silver eyes.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Mastema took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor she uses now. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

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

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 40 gp.