Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 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 human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 40 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (140 gp).

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His silver eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fenriz grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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 Mortician. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his silver hair up. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Tharivol speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He found a children's book about a Half-Elf Cleric who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is short and chestnut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Fearful, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He has moderate length white hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

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. When Dreali reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to be a junk dealer again

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 sp.