Description: A pudgy man standing about 2'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, pastel cloak. His hair is long and golden with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Damien alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, In love. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears long strands of opal and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is an epitome of beauty. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 90 pp. Fire opal (1600 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Slave Trader. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To be a Blacksmith again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has wavy blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Arannis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Arannis was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fortune-teller. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 160 gp.