Description: Standing 6'0", this man wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 30000 cp. Sardonyx (30 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Citrine (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Server

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has black hair. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Percival was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1100 gp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 is obsessed with his god.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his father's many stories. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a black collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His golden hair is lengthy. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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. 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. Trey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 25000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.