Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Family, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with pastel pants, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Habor was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear flannel. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. A true patriot, Tim would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This malnourished woman wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. Coral (40 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Moss agate (5 gp).