Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1800 gp. Malachite (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Architect arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Umpen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Gardener arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Wiggan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1000 gp.