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 a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Uthemar was born with his mother's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Insane, Secretive, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Stableman. His silver hair is cut short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic, Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (70 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (50 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light red in addition to tight pants. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

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. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, brown shirt, and white tie. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

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 is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Eiravel grew up listening to his father's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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 wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and usually wears his black robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 69. 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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (13 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Rose (60 gp). Jet (150 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Carnelian (60 gp).