Description: This northern man tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Jabbie took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: This man sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His tied-back hair is silver. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and to protect his home

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He keeps his blue hair in a flapper bob. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

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 has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 sp. Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat, and is pretty ugly. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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, Mormo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 28000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.