Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has shaved his head bald. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. 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 has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's also a talented Slave Trader, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Military, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 20000 cp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Quarion was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Malachite (6 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His first spouse was a Beggar, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 gp. Citrine (80 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (40 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.