Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Heian was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bowyer. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Azurite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. 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, Galinndan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 2000 gp. Iolite (30 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Jet (160 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Eye agate (5 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries a battered hand crossbow and tarnished longbow as well. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Spice Merchant. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born into a rich family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He became a Spice Merchant soon after.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Banded agate (9 gp). White pearl (90 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.