Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a grey deerstalker hat and grey clothes. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Guard work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. After coming to the age of reason, Thervan took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'1". She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and her gloved hand is found clutching a mace. Her blonde hair is braided into rings. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Caelynn was born with her mother's beautiful face. Her childhood dream was to be a Merchant, but she was a colossal failure. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. She has white crest. Her gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. Some 2 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Savaran never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

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

Ideals: Passionate, Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Wella wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Painter they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Marshal, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and to unite with her brother

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 sp. Amber (90 gp).