Description: This man is very fat, and wears a blue coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. She has a dull look in her gray eyes.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Traulam 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. After coming to the age of reason, Traulam took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted psionic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Valorean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Emotional, PTSD. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 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 in the west. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Layabout.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear flannel. He has wavy black hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are white.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Damakos abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 8000 cp.