Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He got into the Dyer business at a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To be a Armorer again; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lance grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2000 sp. Azurite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker blue hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Kyle lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 Marshal. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and he is content

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears an entirely blue suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Trym was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 gp. Iolite (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is physically well-built. His black hair is thinning but still full. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Clerebold hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.