Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 gp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (900 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". He wears dark leathers with embroidery, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. 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, Erevan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He became a Herbalist soon after.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a fancy white suit, he is not a threatening figure. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Quarion took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: An older man who wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is cut short. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker tan hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a white shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A true patriot, Aerdeth would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.