Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

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. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing a long, white cloak. His tied-back hair is silver. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He got into the Slave Trader business at a young age. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Slave Trader. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

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 usually wears his brown robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are white and catlike.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Qemuel embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Qemuel was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Priest. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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, Fallond is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Fallond was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He is an epitome of beauty. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Tharivol never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, In love. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 25000 sp. White opal (1300 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Rose (50 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp).