Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new navigator responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Good lock. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Superior lock.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and he perpetually has his lance ready. His blonde hair is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Gomory was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Rose (70 gp).

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. 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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this western man prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. His hair is short and blonde. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 15. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'8" and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. 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 moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

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

Possessions: 600 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp).