Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears bulky black painted plate armor, marred by teas. 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 plays an instrument quite well.

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 was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has worked as a Soapmaker like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A freak accident while working with his Mason father left him crippled. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 gp. Alexandrite (600 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears long strands of jet and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His crest, while still mostly copper, has prominent grey streaks. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: The child of a Mason, who enjoyed hunting, Pijjirik was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Pijjirik took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is greedy

Ideals: Passionate, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.