Description: 4'3" and muscular, this northern man is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Roofer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp).

Description: She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She carries with her a set of tridents, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her hair is blue and curly. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nemeia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has no hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Adran 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. 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A freak accident while working with his Bowyer mother left him crippled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.