Description: This western man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. His clothes are grease stained in places. His crest is gold and curly. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Navigator hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 10. 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 true patriot, Berrian would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a Shoemaker, his father struggled to pay the bills. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 190 pp. Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Malachite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His gold crest is greasy and uncared for. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a brown vest and prefers white and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Ruler born in the past three hundred years. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ruler responsibilities is difficult; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Good lock.

Description: An older man who has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a Herbalist first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Thamuz was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Herbalist responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles.