Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His blue crest is long and unkept. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Gorbundus wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warlock, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 sp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (40 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He very much looks the part of a Locksmith. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Fletcher, but he got bored and became a Locksmith. He struck the Locksmith job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His hair is chestnut and very short. His ears are large.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has no hair. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Bryseis was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Bryseis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor she uses now. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born in the west. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Hourglass.