Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, and is pretty ugly. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and balancing his hectic life and new cartwright responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 pp. Zircon (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Jet (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Red spinel (80 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Aelar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp).