Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is auburn and very short. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Aramil was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Aramil abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: 5'4" and muscular, this southern woman is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Sporting a golden mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Volen was born with her mother's beautiful face. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. He wears his yellow fur up. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Drifting was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Drifting's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This tall, slender man dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Darrow was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mercenary. He's also a talented Spice Merchant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.