Description: He is lean but muscular and typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. He has a very tight haircut. He has hazel eyes and a violet hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Courier. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Percival was born with his father's beautiful face. Percival abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, In love, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull green iron scale mail. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Marshal but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born in the south. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He prefers to wear flannel. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Ralf reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Soapmaker; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Secretive. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2500 sp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Sard (40 gp). Jade (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gunter is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp.