Description: This younger middle-aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Slave Trader born in the past three hundred years. A true patriot, Gomory would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, In love, Job, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is dressed in a clean violet cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Scribe profession.

History: Lance was born the youngest of three triplets. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He tends to his Engraver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: With pastel face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new laborer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 400 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp).

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 is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has shaved his head bald. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 12000 sp.