Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment and is in decent physical shape. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. 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 home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. One day when Frederick was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Frederick was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Laborer and was forced into it by his family; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born in the east. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

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

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and carries scythes. He wears his red hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He got into the Junk Dealer business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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; and to be a spy again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Spyglass. 1 Superior lock.