Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull grey sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. His hair is chestnut and curly. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the west, 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 west 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. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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: To clean up the streets; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

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 is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Rolf hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Lazy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears tattered old clothes. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp. Alexandrite (1100 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 west. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1700 sp.