Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. After coming to the age of reason, Barendd took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to be a banker again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 70 gp. Citrine (20 gp).

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull blue iron scale mail. Her blonde hair is cut short. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Gurdis was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Blacksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 6'2" and muscular, this southern woman typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. She has no crest. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Jezean was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a grey collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Gomory alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.