Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 34. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He found a children's book about a Human Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She wears professional attire, and she perpetually has her flail ready. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: Sybil was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: This dark-skinned female dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Her auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Emmeline took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor she uses now. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a dagger on his belt. He wears his red hair down. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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 he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Sard (30 gp).