Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with green slacks. He has no hair. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). 2 Holy water. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This malnourished man wears a white coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Wymar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Wymar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he has a crush on the local masseuse

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Rose (30 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). 1 Backpack. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is typically in his Dilettante uniform. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Dilettante. Recently the stress of being a Dilettante has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 6000 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His ears are large.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Justin took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a deep hatred of brigands

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He usually wears his white robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Professionalism, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.