Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. This green eyed southerner 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. 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, Norman is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Herbalist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His black hair is cut short. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 11000 cp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Blacksmith. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His childhood dream was to be a Actor, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Blacksmith.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Blacksmith responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His hair is chestnut and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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. When Chad reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 20 pp. Iolite (80 gp).

Description: A 6'3" southern man, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the south to a Jeweler, Balimaar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A freak accident while working with his Courier father left him crippled. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's in love; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.