Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His black fur is unkempt and raggedy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Drifting enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Drifting was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Left-Handed wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Druid, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: The child of a Bounty Hunter, who enjoyed hunting, Left-Handed was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Left-Handed took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Eye agate (6 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1000 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a large brown jacket. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Cook who has hired him part-time. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the west to a Cook, Vondal 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: Someone believes him a fraud; and balancing his hectic life and new cook responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 120 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His black hair is braided into rings. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his top brown hat.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.