Description: An older man who wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his flail, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: Naeris was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Naeris and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 80 pp. Rich purple corundum (800 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his hammer. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: He is greedy; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 290 gp. Moss agate (16 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his father's many stories. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. 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. Veit took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1800 sp.