Description: He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. He wears his red hair down. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Halimath is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Extrovert, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1300 gp).

Description: He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and carries morningstars. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Amethyst (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a large yellow jacket. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Paelias will drive conversation. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He got into the Navigator business at a young age. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Racist, Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2000 gp.