Description: This exceptionally lanky woman very much looks the part of a Marshal. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Assassin, but she was a colossal failure. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and expand her business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 130 gp. Red-brown spinel (160 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and 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. His crest is red and curly. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mreksh grew up listening to his mother's many stories. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He wears just a yellow suit. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Berrian liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. White pearl (110 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her green robe. Her moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. As a young child she wandered into the woods despite her mother's warnings against it. Afterwards she claimed she had encountered illithids who tried to eat her hand. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Loopmottin was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 800 sp.