Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the east to a Server, Morgran learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Terse, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Being a Ruler kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His brown fur is lengthy. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Windy took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Disease, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 16000 cp. Bloodstone (30 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and carries crossbows. He has no hair. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nuraval 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Priest

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

Possessions: 50 pp.