Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed club, just in case. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Cartwright who has hired him part-time. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Akmen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep green spinel (110 gp). Amber (110 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). 3 Acid flasks.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with white slacks. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 110 pp. Golden pearl (120 gp). Zircon (50 gp).

Description: 6'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His copper crest is heavily combed to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. 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, Donaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp).

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is an amazing painter.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 500 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (120 gp).