Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Malmûg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: This slender man stands about 3'1". He very much looks the part of a Banker. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Ortegar has worked very hard to control his curse. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Expand his business; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His crest, while still mostly gold, has prominent grey streaks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Gardener hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 4000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a white coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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, Wiggens is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Blacksmith, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 gp. Black pearl (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.