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 is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is long and brown with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. 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. 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: Ivellios was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has wavy golden hair. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Galinndan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Jittery and nervous

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

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Blue star sapphire (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Soveliss reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 has worked as a Architect like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 500 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (90 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1200 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a red shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has wavy red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Amethyst (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.