Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Thervan 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shipwright hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is short and red. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Apothecary profession.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: He wears a green coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His bronze crest is heavily combed to the left. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 3'0". He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Mayor who has hired him part-time. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Borun was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Mayor and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Job, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 110 gp. Jet (110 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment and is in decent physical shape. His hair is brown and curly. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the south. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 sp.