Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length dark red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Cynical, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Hematite (9 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears professional attire. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Fulbar enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Fulbar hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the west were limited. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Fulbar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and revenge

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears suspenders and white workpants. Her shirt is grey, and she wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. She has wavy chestnut hair. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 85. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the north. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His red fur is thinning but still full. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Through the years after Tricking was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Tricking's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'9" and dresses like a well dressed Navigator does. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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, Gimûb is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Navigator, Gimûb learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Navigator. He has worked as a Navigator like his mother before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 390 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp).