Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. He is an epitome of beauty. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Standing 5'10", this man wears a tan shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1 Smokesticks.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His head has been shaved. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Aldous abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his mace, and carries maces. He has wavy white hair. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears professional attire. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Percival's homeland. Percival decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.