Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his blue crest in a pixie cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sailor profession.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Valorean was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bowyer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bowyer for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Rose (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Jade (120 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'7" and dresses like a well dressed Sellsword does. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Tharivol was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Bricklayer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has white hair. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thamior was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Joker, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Kairon was born with his father's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 pp. Coral (90 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'0" and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Vondal was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Tailor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp.