Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an entirely brown suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

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. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a black vest and prefers violet and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his right hand. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Heward hails from a village terrorized by giants. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Stylist profession.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Navigator for hire.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 gp. Azurite (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'3" and wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is long and unkept. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

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. 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 Brewer. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 7000 sp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a brown coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Ralf is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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. Ralf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2900 sp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp).