Description: He is in excellent shape and is dressed in an above average manner. He has lavender fur. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 110 pp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Mormo was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mormo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 700 gp. Azurite (5 gp).

Description: 6'8" and muscular, this eastern man dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with blue slacks. He keeps his silver crest in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mercenary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Hirrathak never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, In love. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 130 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 typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes are likewise gray. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her white hair is lengthy. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Spy business.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 40 gp.