Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise black.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: Barakas was born the youngest of three triplets. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Weaver. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Hogar was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Weaver responsibilities is difficult; and to be a baker again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Grisha embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Orcs. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

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

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave, In love. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Thunderstones.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears an entirely white suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

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 Tieflings in the south were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1300 gp. Eye agate (11 gp). Emerald (700 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His crest is cut close to his head. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Tarhun was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Mentor, Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2600 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp).