Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Arannis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Military, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 6000 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Ahvain was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Ahvain was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Coral (160 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Rose (30 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Hematite (16 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp).

Description: This man usually wears his brown robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Nutae lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp).