Description: This late middle aged man wears a worn and beaten armor and is in decent physical shape. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Riardon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a longsword on his belt. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Heian is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When Heian 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small blue hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Shoemaker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Soveliss 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. Soveliss 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. After months of barely getting by, Soveliss managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 14000 gp. Amber (50 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Rose (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is renowned for his bright pastel suits and hats. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Through the years after Nutae was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Nutae's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: 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; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Painter business.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Tharivol 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 gp.