Description: He is lean but muscular and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born to a Blacksmith, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. Golden pearl (150 gp). Jet (150 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Jet (150 gp).

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Sculptor does. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sculptor born in the past three hundred years. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has worked as a Sculptor like his mother before him.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to be a shepherd again

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'5" and wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable, Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Azurite (16 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A 5'2" western man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 south. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Koeth hails from a village terrorized by giants. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 gp. Obsidian (5 gp).