Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dreali is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. When Dreali reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Black pearl (400 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with red slacks. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Heian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He's also a talented Mason, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Job, Slave. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1800 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). White opal (500 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a green coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; 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: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Caeldrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears baggy brown pantaloons and a violet scarf. His hair is chestnut and curly. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A freak accident while working with his Dilettante father left him crippled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.