Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He very much looks the part of a Slave Trader. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Nutae took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Slave Trader.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Bonds: Job, Guardian, Has a crush, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a spear, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 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, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Riardon lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. 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: Doesn't want to be a Interpreter and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Persistence, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Onyx (20 gp). Amethyst (140 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His brown hair is still thick. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. 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: Raer was born with his father's beautiful face. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has achieved small success as a Jeweler.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 pp. Amber (70 gp). Sard (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.