Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears an entirely tan suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Sindri was born with his father's beautiful face. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears long strands of jet and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. She wears a colorful flower in her green crest. Her eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, black shirt, and blue tie. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born into a rich family. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Paelias fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 70 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp).

Description: This man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has red hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 20 gp.