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 long and black with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ralf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Occupation: Architect

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 2800 sp. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Smokesticks. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears baggy red pantaloons and a black scarf. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears just a white suit. His red hair is cut short. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

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. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Antagonistic. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His ears are large.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Shane hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Shane grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Human Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Malachite (15 gp). Amber (110 gp).