Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are violet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Cockaby 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. 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. Being a Weaver kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: 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; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are brown and catlike.

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 lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 6000 cp. Rock crystal (40 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 does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Barber but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He got into the Barber business at a young age. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear flannel. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Thamior enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Gardener they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Painter, and he later adopted a second son.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. He has silver hair. 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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Raymond was born with his mother's beautiful face. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Elves in Raymond's homeland. Raymond decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He's also a talented Bookbinder, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Obsidian (16 gp).