Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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 find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp. Rose (40 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Iolite (40 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears skinny pants and wears a blue and green robe with the hood down. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly daggers and falchions. His brass crest, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Rivaan was born with his mother's beautiful face. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). 4 Alchemist’s fire. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His hair is cut close to his head. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eberdeb fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp. Silver pearl (80 gp).