Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, 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 always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top blue hat.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Navigator. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Navigator responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 120 pp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears dull violet sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a Miller, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Varis abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 5000 gp. Deep green spinel (70 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Amber (70 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears bulky brown painted plate armor, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is short and black. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His first spouse was a Junk Dealer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Immeral never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 sp. Hematite (5 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Amethyst (160 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Efferil was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He prefers to wear flannel. He has a hunchback. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive, Disease. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.