Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. 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 daughter.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. 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: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a shipwright and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Slave. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sardonyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'4" and muscular, this eastern man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fivin studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and elven compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Jet (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

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. Laucian 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. Laucian decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Violet garnet (700 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Jade (60 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His white hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Korfel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'8" and likes to wear brown tank tops with pastel pants. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are brown and beady.

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. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Himo was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Himo's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.