Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Blacksmith. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some dire rats. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in bow use. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Blacksmith.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 sp. Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. Her fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a trident on his belt. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ralf's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. 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: Ralf hails from a village terrorized by brigands. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.