Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants, marred by teas. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Laborer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When Dreali reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Laborer for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the east to a Crown-heir, Naill learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a bricklayer again

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 130 pp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. After a long history of fighting, Berrian and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He worked as a nervous Sculptor and found it very stressful. He tends to his Sculptor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and balancing his hectic life and new sculptor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 3000 sp. Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.