Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

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

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: Standing 3'6", this man wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an entirely pastel suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His yellow fur has been sun bleached extensively. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Aura is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He worked as a nervous Soapmaker and found it very stressful. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Alexandrite (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He usually wears his green robe and has his dagger always slung over his shoulder. He wears his scarlet crest down. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Kaladan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he's in love

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.