Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed spear, just in case. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Disease, Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears long strands of jet and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His tied-back hair is black. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Anverth lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Mayor, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Philantrophist, Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a yellow tunic with brown highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is auburn and very short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His green crest is still thick. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Fax was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

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

Possessions: 350 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: Money/treasure; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 20 pp. Violet garnet (1600 gp).