Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: Morthos was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, 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 Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 600 sp. Deep green spinel (160 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vonbin grew up listening to his father's many stories. Vonbin 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's also a talented Herbalist, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Pallabar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Pallabar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Bûbol is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 30 gp. Coral (80 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is a great chef.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 110 gp.