Description: This late middle aged man wears a blue vest and prefers tan and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down and is in decent physical shape. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Carrie 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

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

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. He carries a battered flail and tarnished shortspear as well. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Tharivol has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Azurite (5 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and his gloved hand is found clutching a pickaxe. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a priest and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Priest

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

Possessions: 240 pp.

Description: This man wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his right hand. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Through the years after Fivin was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Fivin's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 pp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

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; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1700 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (170 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp).