Description: This tall, slender man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Thervan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: 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; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Miller. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Nutae lived on a farm with his mother, 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 Miller. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Barber they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Miller, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 700 pp. White opal (1300 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'4" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Azurite (8 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Lucan grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Lucan. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He wears a simple grey robe with green stripes complete with hood. He has a hunchback. His head has been shaved. He has hazel eyes and a grey hat with a green feather.

Personality: Caeldrim speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Caeldrim was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Caeldrim was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 280 pp.