Description: This man wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his right hand. His white hair is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in the north to a Banker, Felgrat learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Banker and found it very stressful. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has moderate length silver hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Locksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 cp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). 1 Buckler.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her hair is long and white with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small white clips. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the south. Because her father participated in the massacre of their homeland, dire rats burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her mother from journeying south to reunite her family. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured, marred by teas. She keeps her long black hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Jo is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 cp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).