Description: This man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Randal lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family, In love. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. Her moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Herleva was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Herleva took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor she uses now. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and to be a layabout again

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Job, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has black hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bather born in the past three hundred years. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Aldous was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Alexandrite (500 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'7", this woman does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her long brown hair reaches down to her waist. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. She has all her life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Geva was born the youngest of three triplets. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered dancing. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Engraver and was forced into it by her family; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.