Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he 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 moderate length copper crest. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Srorthen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. His orange fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has yellow eyes and a blue hat with a red feather.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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 raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Left-Handed took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and tan robe with the hood down. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears long strands of aquamarine and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He struck the Fletcher job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and money/treasure

Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (13 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp).