Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. His hair is silver and curly. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is white and very short. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 sp. Sardonyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and carries whips. He has moderate length silver hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 sp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Locksmith. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Thervan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, In love. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 500 gp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. His crest is red, silky, and of moderate length. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Locksmith responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 30 pp. Blue quartz (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Amethyst (140 gp).