Description: This man is very fat, and wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mortician for hire.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He wears his auburn hair up. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Backpack. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears white trousers with brown and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Navigator arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Tordek took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He is a husky man, who does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a flattop hair cut. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 10 pp.