Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His golden hair is still thick. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Merchant profession.

History: Balimaar was born the youngest of three triplets. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Slave Trader. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and red handkerchief worn on his right side. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His copper crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bather and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp. Amethyst (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His fur is red, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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 in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and money/treasure

Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Slave, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Brown diamond (4000 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His black hair is lengthy. His fierce white eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Nicor is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Nicor reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 8000 sp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Delebean embodies much of what other species detest in the Gnomes. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Delebean was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was taken from his home at a very young age. After a long history of fighting, Delebean and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 13000 sp.