Description: This exceptionally lanky man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His red hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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, Roger is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Roger was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Roger took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. 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. Roger fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to be a animal trainer again

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. 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 white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He got into the Adventurer business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Adventurer and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 6'6" and muscular, this western man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Solomon embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a brown collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Alexandre isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gifted student he started as a Server, but he got bored and became a Merchant. He became a Merchant soon after.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to be a server again

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'0" and wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his black hair down. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Balimaar was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Joker, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.