Description: An older man who prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2300 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is golden and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Aerdeth will drive conversation. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thamior does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Thamior reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.