Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. His hair is purple, silky, and of moderate length. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is a great chef.

History: Gifted from a young age, Zephan studied abroad. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Black star sapphire (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His red hair is thinning but still full. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in the west to a Fortune-teller, Morkral learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fortune-teller. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and doesn't want to be a fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 sp. Smoky quartz (40 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is thinning but still full. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears long strands of ruby and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His brown fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His yellow unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cloak is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

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

Flaws: Disease, Depressed, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 270 pp. Rock crystal (20 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Eye agate (10 gp).