Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tattered old clothes. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in the east to a Bookbinder, Bertram learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is lean but muscular 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. She has styled her blonde hair well, parting it to the left. She is baby faced.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Vicky embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a Sculptor, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Vicky took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears just a white suit, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

Personality: Eloise wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Architect

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

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her brown hair is still thick. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She got into the Laborer business at a young age. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She tends to her Laborer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 30 pp.