Description: He is a mite stocky and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Emerald (1100 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his club. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Beggar arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Thamior has worked very hard to control his curse. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Coral (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Rose (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He has wavy blonde hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

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: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a fancy red suit. He has wavy chestnut hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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, Tharivol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1100 gp.