Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears long strands of sapphire and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His ears are large.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Gifted from a young age, Crampernap studied abroad. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. 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 terrified, and will act out of fear; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He has gold crest. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His copper crest is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Zedaar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zedaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 cp.