Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His head has been shaved. He has blue eyes and a black hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his youth he was a Blacksmith, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. After a long history of fighting, Himo and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic, PTSD. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears violet trousers with grey and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black star sapphire (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. A true patriot, Adrik would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Slave Trader. He tends to his Slave Trader job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear flannel. His red crest, when down, is lengthy. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a great chef.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.