Description: This tall, slender man wears silk and lounges about seductively. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length red hair. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 38. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Burto was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Marshal. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 20 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (20 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Jabbie's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 90 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She tends to wear a tan poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has no hair. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: She was born in the north. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Miner. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are red.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tabaxi companion (her 'brother'). She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 4000 cp.