Description: This tall, slender man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold music box (2000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (170 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has shaved his head bald. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Trey was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 6000 sp. Iolite (30 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His head has been shaved. He has violet eyes and a green hat with a red feather.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 54. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in a small desert village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (40 gp).

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bricklayer. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 500 gp. Malachite (10 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 tends to wear a large pastel jacket. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Wymar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He found a children's book about a Human Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.