Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with grey slacks. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a great chef.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

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 grey tunic with black highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His red hair is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Erias grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Rolen lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Rolen and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Rolen discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Rolen fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: This eastern man 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. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his beige fur in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Courier business.

History: Quick was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, 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 Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2700 gp. Aquamarine (1300 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp).

Description: He wears dull brown sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed rapier, just in case. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has wavy red hair. He has white eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Chem does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Apothecary.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Shy, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.