Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a black vest and prefers grey and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears his white hair down. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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: Senteq lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His lavender fur is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. 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: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'0". He wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are amber and beady.

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 will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born to a Glassblower, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 6000 cp. Moonstone (20 gp).

Description: He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. His hair is cut close to his head. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. 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 refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Roland abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His bronze crest, when down, is lengthy. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Salasar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently the stress of being a Miller has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 900 sp.