Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Slave. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: 5'11" and muscular, this western man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Percival embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Percival was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has no hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp.

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. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

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. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Backpack. 1 Spyglass. 1 Backpack. 1 Good lock.