Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His hair is cut close to his head. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Ratanák 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 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 a strong sense of loyalty to half-orc people

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is short and white. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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: He was born into a rich family. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 gp. Pink pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears red trousers with brown and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a Priest, his mother struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His golden hair is long and unkept. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Namfoodle 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. Namfoodle 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 has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 5000 gp. Zircon (40 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Sard (40 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Emerald (500 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Jet (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.