Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his monstrous two handed axe. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length beige fur. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. In his youth he was a Engraver, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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. Cloak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 17000 sp. Blue sapphire (1000 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. His blonde hair is cut short. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Berrian studied abroad. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His green crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is a great chef.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Crowbar. 1 Backpack.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a grey costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. He has no hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Farmer responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1100 gp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.