Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Morgran was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 west, certain he would find work there.

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

Flaws: Depressed, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has styled her blonde hair well, parting it to the right. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Birel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Many giants want her driven away; and someone believes her a fraud

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Poor, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp. Zircon (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 6'7" northern woman, she wears dull green sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed rapier, just in case. Her crest is scarlet and very short. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gold eyes.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Spice Merchant. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and to be a dyer again

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Elizabeth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In her 13th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She became a Navigator soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing her hectic life and new navigator responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are black and beady.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.