Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Terse. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and blue robe with the hood down. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has dyed his greying black crest a little too much giving a sharp black color. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Adrex enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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 to clean up the streets

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1300 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt and is in decent physical shape. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Crown-heir born in the past three hundred years. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Gilthur was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Crown-heir and was forced into it by his family; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Religious, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Percival hails from a village terrorized by drow. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Percival was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 130 gp.