Description: He is a mite stocky and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has moderate length brown hair. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is portly but not overly obese. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2000 sp. Hematite (13 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Peridot (40 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'3". He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'11" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in the south. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Clerebold's homeland. Clerebold decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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, Justice, Joker. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 3000 sp. Black pearl (500 gp).