Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: To be a Guard again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Percival was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His chestnut hair is lengthy. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fancy black suit, and carries bastard swords. His silver hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Carter profession.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Theobald was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a violet shirt with thin green vertical stripes and brown pants. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His ears are large.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.