Over the course of my time as an operative I have developed relationships with several individuals in an effort to diversify the skills available to me. Some in my profession call them assets, I prefer to think of them as associates.
A list of quick personalities for the many faceless NPCs.
The Crew of the “New Hope”, a fine, and not so fine, bunch of seafaring men.
He shuffles along in his ragged clothing, mumbling “Leave me alone”.
Faster than the wind, this Red Cap Messenger flies (okay, okay, runs - but you get the idea).
Every now and again, the region encounters a dense blue fog. Every now and again, things disappear into the fog never to be seen again and things appear out of it from other places or world. It seems the fog is the material form of some minor diety charged with moving things around the universe to balance cosmic forces.