Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe, marred by sweets. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Vondal was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Vondal decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2 Acid flasks.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and is pretty ugly. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears an eyepatch.

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 Human in existence. He is an amazing painter.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 gp. Black pearl (700 gp). Peridot (70 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a hunchback. His black hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered giants who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and many giants want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.