Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is content; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 sp. Solid gold idol (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears dull violet sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed dagger, just in case. Her red hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Rosalind was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She found a children's book about a Half-Elf Druid who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a robe, a symbol of magic around her neck, and a longbow on her belt. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. With wild golden hair. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

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. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the north were limited. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Priest and was forced into it by her family; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 80 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather. She keeps her black hair in a pixie cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes drow are coming to abduct people. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and carries longbows. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Military, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His silver eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: The child of a Navigator, who enjoyed hunting, Morthos was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'1". She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. The war was a terrible time for her, and Zagga does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Zagga was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Zagga's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 9000 sp. Red spinel (50 gp).

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She has a hunchback. Her hair is short and auburn. 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 curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Sariel was orphaned to a temple shortly after her birth. She was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above herself and to hold her god always in her heart. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Nuraval was born the youngest of three triplets. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Nuraval has worked very hard to control his curse. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.