Description: This man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Norman isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Guard arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Norman alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Theodoric was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Baker. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and human compassion

Flaws: Insane, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: He wears a blue tunic with pastel highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Seamstress. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a white coat with violet slacks. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Adventurer born in the past three hundred years. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Gunter 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. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has achieved small success as a Adventurer.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His red hair is braided into rings. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He uses divination through singing.

History: Balimaar was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.