Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To be a Body Guard again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp. Malachite (5 gp). Fire opal (900 gp). Carnelian (40 gp).

Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tan tunic with black highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is black and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A freak accident while working with his Layabout father left him crippled. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fibblestib fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Reynard is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears an entirely red suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Dondon was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Dondon liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.