Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. His purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His face is scarred and worn.

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 Tiefling in existence. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Barakas lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Servant. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Job, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp).

Description: This man wears just a brown suit. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has moderate length beige fur. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Quick was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length cinnamon fur. His copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cloak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This western man wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

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

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He likes to wear white tank tops with violet pants. He wears a colorful flower in his copper crest. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Azzakh alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2900 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2100 gp).