Description: Standing 5'10", this man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his auburn hair up. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Miles isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: The child of a Courier, who enjoyed hunting, Gomory was taken on many hunting expeditions. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears professional attire. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

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

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Drogo will drive conversation. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. He tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 32000 sp. 1 Holy water. 4 Acid flasks. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a fancy violet suit. His hair is long and golden with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 gp.