Description: He dresses like a well dressed Brewer does. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Being a Brewer 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: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man dresses like a well dressed Guard does and is in decent physical shape. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Nákra was raised in a hard working conservative environment. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new guard responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. 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 blonde hair is cut short. Her fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Tawar is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Tawar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor she uses now. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Obsidian (12 gp). 4 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Smokesticks.