Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

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 Dwarf in existence. He takes great joy in being the best Scribe in town.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a hunchback. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Through the years after Gilthur was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Gilthur's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a blue collared shirt and violet pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He stands about 3'3" and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Pirithin's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Pirithin took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 44000 sp. Rock crystal (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). White pearl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.