Description: 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. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His green crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Direcris grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This western woman usually wears her brown robe and has her ceremonial dagger always slung over her shoulder. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She has gray fur. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Tree hails from a village terrorized by giants. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Tree was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and many giants want her driven away

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 220 gp. Amethyst (60 gp). Malachite (13 gp). White pearl (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She likes to wear grey tank tops with black skirt. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. With bright red hair. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with singing. She constantly tries to fill her life with singing. 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: She got into the Courier business at a young age. Eleanor liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has achieved small success as a Courier.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 150 gp. Brown-green garnet (80 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a very tight haircut. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A freak accident while working with his Painter father left him crippled. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a green tunic with grey highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is dark red, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Mormo hails from a village terrorized by brigands. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Mormo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and revenge

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Half-Plate.