Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. He keeps his dark red hair in a pixie cut. His black eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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 the only child of a wealthy merchant. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and yellow handkerchief worn on his left side. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. He became a Apothecary soon after.

Motivation: Revenge; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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: Calcitro was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Calcitro has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Calcitro and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Calcitro discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Calcitro fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 12000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Stylist; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.