Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brass crest is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 84. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Valorean was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears his bronze crest down. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the west to a Brewer, Gargax learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His hair is blonde and curly. He has amber eyes.

Personality: Thorpe speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thorpe studied abroad. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 2 Smokesticks.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His black hair is knotted and matted. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: The child of a Scribe, who enjoyed hunting, Leucis was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden pearl (80 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp).

Description: He wears a violet tunic with blue highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries a battered sickle and tarnished falchion as well. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears an eyepatch.

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 does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His childhood dream was to be a Stylist, but he was a colossal failure. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Therai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1600 gp.