Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple yellow robe with grey stripes complete with hood. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 500 gp. Hematite (12 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His tied-back hair is brown. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 500 gp. Fire opal (500 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a worn and beaten armor. He has wavy golden hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Apothecary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Map Maker again; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fancy grey suit. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 69. 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. A true patriot, Percival would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. 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: Regain custody of his son; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.