Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, 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 shaved his head bald. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting gnolls, the young Charles began to lead the lost caravan. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 27000 sp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cory hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length black hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Lewis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black vest and prefers tan and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. This green eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Wymar was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Soapmaker. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a fancy black suit. His hair is short and black. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Gifted from a young age, Roland studied abroad. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 700 gp.