Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Shipwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A freak accident while working with his Architect mother left him crippled. 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's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 9000 cp. Amber (90 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Citrine (30 gp).

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. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He takes great joy in being the best Armorer in town.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Clerebold took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He tends to his Armorer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Coral (160 gp). Amber (160 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Clerebold was born the youngest of three triplets. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Laborer for the past few years.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Knight; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 17000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. 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 will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His tied-back hair is red. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Cook. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He is greedy; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp.