Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Herbalist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Kelter was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Herbalist. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a herbalist and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 30 gp. Hematite (6 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His hair is brown and very short. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is a Marshal first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mason profession.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's also a talented Mason, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This man wears a green shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his right hand. He wears his red crest down. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Gomory hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His tied-back hair is black. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Feng 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 150 gp. Red-brown spinel (140 gp).