Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is long and silver with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sailor for the past few years.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Hematite (12 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment and is in decent physical shape. His purple hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are silver and catlike.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. After coming to the age of reason, Mantus 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 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 feels kind of lost in life; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 7000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his brown hair down. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Traki was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Sardonyx (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. At a young age his mother died while driving off some brigands. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in mace use. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bertram fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 gp.