Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hand crossbow, just in case. His long purple hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gleaming, smiling black eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 93. 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. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, 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 Barkeep, his father struggled to pay the bills. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Star rose quartz (80 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is black and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Balimaar 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. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Balimaar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Balimaar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Alexandrite (700 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He very much looks the part of a Mayor. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He got into the Mayor business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Mayor and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mayor.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A 5'0" northern man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His fur, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he is greedy

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 cp.