Description: He very much looks the part of a Sailor, and he perpetually has his scythe ready. His hair is auburn and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sailor. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Lamlis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). White pearl (80 gp). Rose (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'8" when asserting himself. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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, Theriatis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep green spinel (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.