Description: He wears long strands of amber and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is portly but not overly obese. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden pearl (80 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He got into the Fisher business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fisher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fisher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Sailor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His auburn hair is cut short. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Koeth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Koeth took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Red garnet (130 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man is dressed in an above average manner. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 10000 sp.