Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hand crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is long and unkept. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He sports a flattop hair cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His childhood dream was to be a Barber, but he was a colossal failure. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Gilbert was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Jet (50 gp).

Description: This malnourished man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. Moss agate (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is blonde and very short. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Through the years after Anselm was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Anselm's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. He has shaved his head bald. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He tends to his Barber job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and balancing his hectic life and new barber responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (10 gp). Citrine (50 gp).