Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a Bookbinder, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a worn and beaten armor. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Gardener arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1600 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Amber (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this northern man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Theriatis was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Theriatis decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1500 gp.

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 robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1400 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp).