Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her copper crest is lengthy. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Savaran grew up listening to her father's many stories. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Barber. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: To protect her home; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 5000 gp. Azurite (6 gp). Emerald (1500 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Amber (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older woman who wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a flail on her belt, she is not a threatening figure. She wears her green crest down. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: The child of a Bricklayer, who enjoyed hunting, Savaran was taken on many hunting expeditions. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She has dedicated herself to building a better village for her children.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has brown eyes.

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. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Howard was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Onyx (60 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Forcas isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He found a children's book about a Tiefling Barbarian who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 230 gp.