Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He is portly but not overly obese. His fur, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. 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: To be a Barkeep again; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born in a small island village. Erevan was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Apothecary. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is braided into rings. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: The child of a Locksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Zûmug was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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. After a long history of fighting, Zûmug and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Nature, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 500 pp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). Jacinth (8000 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Rose (80 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Insane. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1 Silk rope.