Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is red and very short. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Lucan embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Lucan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. After a long history of fighting, Lucan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 3000 gp. Malachite (14 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Jet (60 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Ahvain hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.