Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (10 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a brown costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Barkeep who has hired him part-time. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 45000 sp. Black opal (900 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. His hair is cut close to his head. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 east. He's also a talented Scribe, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

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

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Carnelian (20 gp).

Description: He wears long strands of jet and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'6" when asserting himself. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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. 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 is a Jackalwere in disguise. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Sardonyx (30 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Moss agate (8 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His hair is blonde and curly. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.