Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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, Galinndan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Galinndan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 110 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He very much looks the part of a Weaver. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Berrian was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Armorer, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to protect his home

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2100 gp. Amethyst (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (1600 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in a small island village. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 8000 sp.