Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Junk Dealer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Oloric was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Junk Dealer. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Detective they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Junk Dealer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Family, Debt. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a white scarf. He wears his red hair up. His ears are large.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 500 sp. Rose (30 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'1" and wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 sp. Aquamarine (900 gp). Sard (30 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Zogdûsh has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zogdûsh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.