Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man wears grey trousers with black and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his left hand. He sports a flattop hair cut. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is an amazing painter.

History: Don was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a servant again

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 36000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His hair is short and red. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Conrad does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the west. Conrad was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fletcher. 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: To pay off his debts; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Thunderstones. 2 Holy water.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case, marred by sweets. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Heward was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Herbalist. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 20000 cp.