Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Shipwright born in the past three hundred years. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Shipwright. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to be a mayor again

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Amber (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brass crest is braided into rings. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Addict, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'6" and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Wymar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Wymar decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3000 cp.