Description: This man wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). Coral (100 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 pp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1200 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (40 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a grey costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a Junk Dealer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Nim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He struck the Junk Dealer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). White opal (700 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.