Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is physically well-built. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. 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: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Tod liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Nature, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 7000 sp. Jet (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Spyglass.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He has hazel eyes and a blue hat with a black feather.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Kilvar has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kilvar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He sports a flattop crest cut. His red eyes dart from person to person.

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 a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying south to reunite his family. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 gp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear tan tank tops with brown pants. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Healer who has hired him part-time. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a crush on the local fisher

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 600 gp. Bloodstone (70 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.