Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a very tight haircut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born to a Ruler, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dayereth was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Military. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has achieved small success as a Barkeep.

Motivation: To protect his home; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 700 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (80 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Erevan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

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.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1200 gp.

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 well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. After coming to the age of reason, Efferil took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: To be a Sage again.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp.