Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear black tank tops with brown pants. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Wymar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fletcher responsibilities is difficult; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His golden hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Percival was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Passionate, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'1" when asserting himself. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Adelard's homeland. Adelard decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. The war was a terrible time for him, and Balimaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 6000 sp. Black pearl (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.