Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He has a hunchback. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A gifted student he started as a Bowyer, but he got bored and became a Merchant. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 26000 cp. Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His white hair is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time, and carries lances. He has wavy white hair. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Percival isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: The child of a Courier, who enjoyed hunting, Percival was taken on many hunting expeditions. Percival liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2700 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Breastplate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He likes to wear violet tank tops with grey pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sai, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His brown hair is lengthy. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Navigator but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Cory grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). During his travels, Cory and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Cory discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Cory fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.