Description: This malnourished man wears professional attire. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Vanuath was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bellfounder. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly scythes and spears. He has no fur. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She carries a battered longbow and tarnished trident as well. She wears her blonde hair down. Her eyes are likewise brown. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 sp. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. His hair is chestnut and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He hates Gnomes with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Rimple 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. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.