Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, marred by teas. His hair is short and auburn. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Gomory took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and human compassion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Forgetful, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Violet garnet (1000 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: This northern man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born in the north. His childhood dream was to be a Baker, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Locksmith soon after.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Baker.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Moss agate (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Jade (70 gp). Eye agate (7 gp).

Description: An older man who is renowned for his bright black suits and hats, he is not a threatening figure. He has no hair. His silver eyes are passionate and lively.

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. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He got into the Detective business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Oriax took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He became a Detective soon after.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available he will default to his shield. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kilvar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a large tan jacket, and is pretty ugly. His black crest has been sun bleached extensively. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A freak accident while working with his Layabout father left him crippled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.