Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears long strands of amethyst and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Theriatis reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; 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

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Military, Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shoemaker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Naal grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Pacifist. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A 5'2" western man, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a dull look in his silver eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a Shipwright, his mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Therai never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Aelar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a great chef.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Paggen took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 12000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.