Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a lance on his belt. His auburn hair is lengthy. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Gardener. He struck the Gardener job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he has a crush on the local dilettante

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was a Fisher, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jocelyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Citrine (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Lewis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Herbalist and was forced into it by his family; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 13000 sp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Engraver. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He's also a talented Tanner, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to be a tanner again

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Average lock.