Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. 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 west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and carries warhammers. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shipwright but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 7000 sp. Citrine (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). 8 Acid flasks. 2 Antitoxin. 8 Acid flasks. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears long strands of sapphire and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Bookbinder. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bookbinder work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bookbinder work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His golden hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Tim embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

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. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Shane has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.