Description: He is typically in his Fortune-teller uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears his chestnut hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He tends to his Fortune-teller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a tanner again

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Gifted from a young age, Wrenn studied abroad. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Black star sapphire (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears silk and lounges about seductively. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A freak accident while working with his Barber father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 150 pp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants, and is pretty ugly. His white fur has been sun bleached extensively. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Art fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2700 gp.