Description: Standing 5'11", this man usually wears his blue robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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 history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naeris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's in love

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Peren took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His hair is red and curly. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Skamos will drive conversation. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 170 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and black pants. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.