Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. 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 chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Gifted from a young age, Paymon studied abroad. Paymon 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. He is physically well-built. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Simon was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and carries clubs. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 2'11" and wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. She has shaved her head bald. Her violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Nikki was born the youngest of three triplets. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.