Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Rolen took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (40 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (80 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He very much looks the part of a Fisher. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He's also a talented Stableman, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Mentor, In love. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 10000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (160 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'7". He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Adran is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Adran was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Eye agate (6 gp). Obsidian (6 gp).

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).