Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Oloric was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2000 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (40 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (40 gp). Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a sai on his belt, marred by teas. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp).

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and white pants. He carries a battered spear and tarnished dagger as well. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His eyes are green.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Odo embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born in a small island village. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mercenary they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Cartwright, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Morgran lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.