Description: This malnourished man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: Clerebold lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A 5'8" southern man, he wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. His hair is blonde and very short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Lewis's homeland. Lewis decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Masterwork manacles.

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 wears an entirely grey suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Sage. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new sage responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage

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

Possessions: 600 sp. Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). 4 Smokesticks. 3 Thunderstones. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears professional attire. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He takes great joy in being the best Masseuse in town.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He became a Masseuse soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. His silver hair is braided into rings. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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 in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.