Description: This man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. At a young age his mother died while driving off some brigands. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in longbow use. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man very much looks the part of a Navigator. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his black hair up. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He got into the Navigator business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Navigator. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Sage again.

Flaws: Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 90 pp. A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (10 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mortician. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Thervan is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. One day when Thervan was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Thervan was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 wears grey trousers with brown and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fivin was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Nature, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.