Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She carries a battered spear and tarnished warhammer as well. Her hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Sailor profession.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Elysande was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Elysande 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 she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He is portly but not overly obese. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 gp. Eye agate (4 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 12000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and grey handkerchief worn on his right side. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Thamior was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush, Poor, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 6 Acid flasks.