Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a flattop hair cut. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Koeth was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Koeth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. 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 regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 gp. White pearl (130 gp). Red spinel (130 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 700 pp. Smoky quartz (30 gp). Jade (160 gp). Amber (160 gp). Zircon (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a very tight haircut. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. Through the years after Thervan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Thervan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Hematite (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.