Description: This late middle aged man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He has brown eyes and a brown hat with a black feather.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed brown hat.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Dreali was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A freak accident while working with his Fortune-teller mother left him crippled. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Berrian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Berrian abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's in love

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: 4'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His white hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson grey hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1300 gp. Malachite (15 gp). Rose (60 gp).