Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he's in love

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants and is in decent physical shape. Her brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Laborer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Laborer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with her absent mother

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 220 gp. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman very much looks the part of a Armorer, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. Her green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 98. 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. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. 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 now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, In love, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Silk rope.

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 wears a tan shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his white hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aerdeth hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: The child of a Roofer, who enjoyed hunting, Aerdeth was taken on many hunting expeditions. Aerdeth was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shepherd. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 140 gp.

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, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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 on a small isolated farm. Through the years after Ishmoz was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Ishmoz's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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. Ishmoz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 9000 cp.