Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Kugáluga liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 180 gp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Banded agate (15 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

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 is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Emotional, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tattered old clothes. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This eastern woman is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nurkara isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: Nurkara was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the east were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 160 gp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His brown hair is braided into rings. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Olunt was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He became a Architect soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new architect responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.