Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is knotted and matted. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Zircon (30 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the arcane 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Coral (70 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries a battered spear and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has moderate length auburn hair. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. After coming to the age of reason, Lucan took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Soapmaker they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Dyer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Azurite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He has no hair. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Fivin was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 pp. Eye agate (9 gp).