Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Ploughman. 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: He comes from a rich eastern family. He worked as a nervous Ploughman and found it very stressful. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carnelian (30 gp). Rose (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Gifted from a young age, Theriatis studied abroad. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 pp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Thamior has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Terse. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.