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 very much looks the part of a Armorer. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 800 gp. Amethyst (150 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Imsh embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Orcs. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Through the years after Imsh was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Imsh's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Star ruby (1600 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears black trousers with brown and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

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 desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp. Azurite (11 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp).

Description: This man is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. His brass crest is greasy and uncared for. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. After a long history of fighting, Donaar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1800 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sai, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Ruler who has hired him part-time. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Rolen 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. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's in love

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 gp.