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 constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Peter was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Engraver. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is content

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Spice Merchant born in the past three hundred years. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Godfrey liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He's also a talented Banker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to unite with his brother

Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 38000 sp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Amber (150 gp).

Description: He wears a tan coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'0" when asserting himself. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is content; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Tanner

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

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears dull violet sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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, Roland is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His childhood dream was to be a Junk Dealer, but he was a colossal failure. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Gifted from a young age, Henry studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Henry took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.