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 usually wears his blue robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. His hair is blonde and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Ivellios was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Crown-heir. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born in the north. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length black crest. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a Bellfounder, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Kiirith was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Aquamarine (500 gp). Blue sapphire (900 gp). Sard (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears red trousers with brown and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Olrok is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. He has moderate length golden hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Cook mother left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Actor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Thunderstones. 1 Alchemist’s fire.