Description: He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 north. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 4000 gp. Malachite (8 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His hair is cut close to his head. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has worked as a Body Guard like his mother before him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Silver ewer (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theriatis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Theriatis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, 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 Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red garnet (100 gp).