Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aerdeth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is lengthy. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He takes great joy in being the best Stylist in town.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stylist. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his rapier with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Fisher. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His childhood dream was to be a Seamstress, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Seamstress, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Revenge; and doesn't want to be a fisher and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: Riardon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, 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 Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 700 sp.