Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is silver and curly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Gerbo 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 often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dilettante hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

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. Percival was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Percival decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Shepherd 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 find somewhere to settle down; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is renowned for her bright violet dresses and hats. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has green eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Born to a Mercenary, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, In love, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She keeps her silver hair in a flapper bob. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Dalaba was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Glassblower work with an outfit from a few towns over. Glassblower work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She became a Glassblower soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to reunite with her old friends

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 800 sp.