Description: He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'7" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Halimath 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. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 8000 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp).

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fivin was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military, Slave. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 18000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He has wavy chestnut hair. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Mercenary who has hired him part-time. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old Prospector

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

Description: This late middle aged man wears tattered old clothes and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aerdeth's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born into a rich family. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.