Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 800 pp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Pink diamond (7000 gp). Coral (140 gp). Sard (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Rose (20 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Koeth was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 gp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and red handkerchief worn on his left side. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Hadarai took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Sailor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Tharivol 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. Tharivol 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 has decided he is irredeemable; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Star ruby (600 gp). Sard (40 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born in the east. He worked as a nervous Sage and found it very stressful. He has worked as a Sage like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a glassblower again

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 6000 sp. Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.