Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sailor for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 900 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (40 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He has wavy blonde hair. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Gennal was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Baker. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nutae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1800 gp. Aquamarine (1300 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull black iron scale mail. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small grey hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 85. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about 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, Rolen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 20 pp.