Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. 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, Kipper and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished warhammer as well. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He worked as a nervous Apothecary and found it very stressful. He became a Apothecary soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a servant again

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Rose (50 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Elven culture. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. John took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a white cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He has silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Ratlûg was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp.