Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He likes to wear brown tank tops with blue pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Resh was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Crown-heir, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Laborer and was forced into it by his family; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Blue star sapphire (1300 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. He sports a flattop hair cut. His half smiles and silver eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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 fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Azgrom 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. His first spouse was a Junk Dealer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Hobart is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. A freak accident while working with his Stylist father left him crippled. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 sp. Malachite (15 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). Moonstone (70 gp).