Description: This tall, slender man dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with tan slacks. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Antagonistic. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 gp. Rose (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Blue sapphire (900 gp). Sard (50 gp). White opal (900 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Blue diamond (3000 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Dreali was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 gp. Amethyst (130 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Jet (130 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Apothecary business.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.