Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is brown and very short. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

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 Elf in existence. 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, Thervan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Mercenary 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: Seeks redemption; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her golden hair is knotted and matted. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Ida was born the youngest of three triplets. Her first spouse was a Fisher, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His white hair is knotted and matted. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sage for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new sage responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His black hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Gilthur 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. Gilthur 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. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 800 gp.