Description: He is lean but muscular and has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His auburn hair is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. A friendly and beautiful Half-Orc, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born to a Laborer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp).

Description: He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His fur is short and lavender. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Cynical, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a white collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has moderate length white crest. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sellsword business.

History: Valorean lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Eye agate (15 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Amber (110 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has no fur. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Art was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Art and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp).