Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a violet scarf. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His head has been shaved. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Mortician father left him crippled. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His copper crest is unkempt and raggedy. He has red eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Vrondiss was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a simple red robe with black stripes complete with hood. His black hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. 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, Koeth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Koeth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Slave Trader, but he got bored and became a Body Guard. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a green shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a sickle on his belt. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp).