Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He found a children's book about a Half-Orc Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 70 gp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her golden hair is heavily combed to the right. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Knight but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. His hair is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Theren took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on her belt, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She wears her black hair up. Her white eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed green hat.

Personality: Beleth is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Beleth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor she uses now. Some 10 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Beleth never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and retire the richest woman in the east

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 80 gp.