Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Tharivol's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Rose (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Rose (50 gp).

Description: He wears a tan coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the west to a Fortune-teller, Theriatis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He struck the Fortune-teller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Job, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a pastel collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 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.