Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. He has brown eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.

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 has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Frouse was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his blue crest down. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. 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.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp. Black pearl (1200 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: He is typically in his Architect uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in a small desert village. 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 bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears professional attire. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Obsidian (11 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Jet (160 gp).