Description: 5'11" and muscular, this eastern man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sage who has hired him part-time. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sage business.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and he perpetually has his longbow ready. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Taklinn 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His red hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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, Nazû is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Nazû was born with his father's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears skinny pants and wears a green and brown robe with the hood down. He has a hunchback. He has moderate length brown hair. He has white eyes.

Personality: Thamuz wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 380 pp.

Description: He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'5" when asserting himself. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Through the years after Dalgal was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Dalgal's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Dalgal and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.