Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His golden hair is lengthy. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his top yellow hat.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Norman is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and doesn't want to be a spy and was forced into it by his family

Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is thinning but still full. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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 born in a small island village. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. During his travels, Cory and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Cory discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Cory fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of swords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, John and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He wears a black tunic with green highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Wymar 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 30000 sp. Freshwater pearl (13 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Junk Dealer. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Junk Dealer responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 39000 sp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.