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 a black shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Marbas was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Marbas's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1500 gp. White pearl (120 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Sard (50 gp). Red spinel (120 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Baker. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He keeps his long yellow fur kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He uses divination through singing.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 280 pp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a tan coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has no hair. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for him, and Darrak does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When Darrak reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in the west. Anthony was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Stylist. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 500 sp.