Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Lance is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Lance was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 13000 cp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is renowned for his bright pastel suits and hats. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barrister work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barrister work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Cartwright again; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a violet coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His hair is golden and very short. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Alex grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Dustin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Dustin has worked very hard to control his curse. Being a Barkeep kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To protect his home; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Thunderstones.