Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He worked as a nervous Slave Trader and found it very stressful. He's also a talented Engraver, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Slave, Job, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (30 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his youth he was a Apothecary, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His ears are large.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting gnolls, the young Lamlis began to lead the lost caravan. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (180 gp).