Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is short and blonde. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Rolen is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp).

Description: 5'2" and muscular, this eastern man wears a tan shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 10 pp. Aquamarine (1300 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Jet (80 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears baggy green pantaloons and a white scarf. His hair is brown and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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 the west. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered brigands who tried to eat his hand. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Black opal (500 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His tied-back hair is silver. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Adran and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Gifted from a young age, Berrian studied abroad. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp.