Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'4". He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bellfounder.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

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 hair is brown and very short. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Manfred embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. 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 on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. After a long history of fighting, Manfred and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

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

Possessions: Rose (50 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Balimaar reached his early adolescence his Human father 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was born in the south. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (5 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp).