Description: This late middle aged man wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a longbow on his belt and is in decent physical shape. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 600 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He usually wears his brown robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mercenary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Arnold was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He wears his red hair down. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born to a Bather, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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 was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 sp. 4 Smokesticks. 3 Acid flasks. 2 Tanglefoot bags.