Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His tied-back hair is black. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Qualen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Spice Merchant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Spice Merchant work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Servant responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mordai grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Mordai 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. Mordai decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (80 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He keeps his long red crest kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rhogar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Adventurer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Adventurer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. Moss agate (10 gp). Carnelian (60 gp).