Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He has green eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 Server. He has worked as a Server like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Alberich 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. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. After coming to the age of reason, Broce took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Dworic took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and money/treasure

Flaws: Terse, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 170 gp.