Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Jade (40 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Amber (40 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Stylist. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Stylist. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stylist. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants, and carries pickaxes. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born in the east to a Performer, Raer learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Raer 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 has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Performer responsibilities is difficult; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a whip on his belt. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Himo was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Himo 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 feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (14 gp). Sard (40 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Amethyst (120 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Erevan was born the youngest of three triplets. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Shipwright and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 30000 cp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.