Description: This man is very fat, and is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, white shirt, and blue tie. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. 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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, he is not a threatening figure. His silver hair is cut short. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Cory is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He comes from a rich western family. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His ears are large.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stableman. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stableman for the past few years.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Pacifist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Trym's homeland. Trym decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 gp.