Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

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. 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. He has no hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sailor profession.

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. His childhood dream was to be a Sailor, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Dyer for the past few years.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 gp. Pink pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing a long, green cloak. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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, Manfred is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Merchant they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Fortune-teller, and he later adopted a second daughter.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His brown hair is long and unkept. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has achieved small success as a Mortician.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 gp.