Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the west to a Slave Trader, Ar-Pratu learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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. 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: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 58. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about 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: Gerard 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. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He likes to wear tan tank tops with white pants. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady black eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Merihim will drive conversation. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Merihim was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Merihim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Jasper (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a tan collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is black and curly. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Fabien was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Fabien took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Laborer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Priest, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Hourglass.