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 a fancy brown suit. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: He wears a green feathered hat and green clothes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his feathered green hat.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Koeth was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to be a mason again

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 180 pp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. His white hair is cut short. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: The child of a Bounty Hunter, who enjoyed hunting, Theriatis was taken on many hunting expeditions. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. 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 is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear grey tank tops with tan pants. He is physically well-built. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He's also a talented Bricklayer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record, Debt. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Emerald (1300 gp). Sard (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 5'5" northern man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears his golden hair down. His ears are large.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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, Aramil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Aramil lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 800 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp).