Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has dyed his greying beige fur a little too much giving a sharp beige color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Left-Handed will drive conversation. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Left-Handed 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Performer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bricklayer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Performer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 50 pp. Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Jet (110 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He dresses like a well dressed Spice Merchant does. His bronze crest is heavily combed to the right. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He struck the Spice Merchant job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has moderate length black hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a black vest and prefers grey and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Uthemar hails from a village terrorized by giants. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 400 gp.