Description: Standing 5'10", this man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his auburn hair up. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Miles isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. 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: He comes from a rich northern family. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tan coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His chestnut hair is cut short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Theobald took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Moss agate (13 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Drogo will drive conversation. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 Fletcher. He tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 32000 sp. 1 Holy water. 4 Acid flasks. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a fancy violet suit. His hair is long and golden with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp.