Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an entirely grey suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is blonde and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Orsik studied abroad. His childhood dream was to be a Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Terse, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 gp. Hematite (13 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 900 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She stands about 6'2" and wears long strands of emerald and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her long scarlet crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.