Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears long strands of aquamarine and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is blonde and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born into a rich family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Naal never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1200 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (30 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 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 wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his shortbow. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Hunter arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Fivin has worked very hard to control his curse. After a long history of fighting, Fivin and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and grey pants. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. 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: Uthemar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Mercenary. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Impulsive, Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.