Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Rolf was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Rolf's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Forgetful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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. Roondar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Jet (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has moderate length golden hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Banker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 500 gp. White opal (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Debt, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp. Black pearl (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the south to a Fisher, Gilbert learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 sp.