Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His black hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Rolen will drive conversation. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Extrovert, Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). Jade (40 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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 moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: To be a Fisher again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'8". He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered pastel stockings, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. He has a very tight haircut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Military, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. Being a Sailor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and 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: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 700 gp. Eye agate (14 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. He has a very tight haircut. His ears are large.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 110 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.