Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 160 gp. Onyx (80 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Caeldrim was born with his mother's beautiful face. He found a children's book about a Elf Barbarian 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: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Jade (90 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination and is in decent physical shape. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Weaver born in the past three hundred years. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Enialis reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His crest is bronze and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.