Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He carries with him a set of daggers on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Vlorn isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is physically well-built. His silver crest is matted, messy, and big. This red eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. After a long history of fighting, Azzakh and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. His red crest is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: Torinn speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Torinn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Azurite (10 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp).

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished lance as well. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Miles took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is typically in his Barkeep uniform. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 70 gp.