Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a yellow collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His black hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 6'1" and muscular, this eastern man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Performer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.

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 typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. 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, Trey is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. He carries a battered dagger and tarnished rapier as well. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Balimaar was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Priest. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.