Description: An older man who wears a black vest and prefers white and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, he is not a threatening figure. His gold crest is singed and shortened. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. 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 Miller. He tends to his Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Navigator again; and balancing his hectic life and new miller responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 30 pp. Black pearl (400 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He is physically well-built. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Being a Body Guard kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He wears green trousers with brown and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of greataxes, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. After coming to the age of reason, Thervan took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Eiravel was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (14 gp).