Description: He stands about 5'8" and tends to wear a large black jacket. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Apothecary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Traki lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Scribe, but he was a colossal failure. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Ûkbûk is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1400 gp. White opal (400 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern 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. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Robert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Fletcher. He carries a battered sword and tarnished bastard sword as well. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Racist, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.