Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. His red hair is knotted and matted. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and balancing his hectic life and new dyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Military, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 4000 gp. Onyx (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a green shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a Butcher first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 3000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Amber (130 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat, he is not a threatening figure. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Efferil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Efferil has worked very hard to control his curse. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by a spirit.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 gp. Alexandrite (500 gp).