Description: This man stands a little under 3'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hammer, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. His red hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He takes great joy in being the best Map Maker in town.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His childhood dream was to be a Fortune-teller, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Map Maker.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull red iron scale mail. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1400 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (10 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp).

Description: 3'0" and muscular, this western man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. A true patriot, Dondon would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (20 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aust hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Blacksmith arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). He became a Blacksmith soon after.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Slave. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 50 gp.