Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing a long, grey cloak, and a wedding ring on his left hand. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ralf grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gifted student he started as a Butcher, but he got bored and became a Sellsword. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: He stands about 5'4" and typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Fortune-teller. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Expand his business; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a black vest and prefers yellow and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in the south. After coming to the age of reason, Norman took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. 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: Doesn't want to be a Barber and was forced into it by his family; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp.