Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small yellow hat.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. 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: Gifted from a young age, Miles studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp. Citrine (50 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bastard sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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: He was born in a small island village. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 140 pp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'2". She dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She sports chestnut long hair. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born in the east. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears his black crest down. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Donaar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Donaar decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He's also a talented Barkeep, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 90 gp.