Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His head has been shaved. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Caeldrim was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shoemaker. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This man wears a brown costume with the symbols of magic on his torso, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his black fur down. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

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. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Marshal. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He likes to wear green tank tops with blue pants. He carries a battered bow and tarnished warhammer as well. His purple hair is thinning but still full. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Ekemon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress) and is in decent physical shape. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He is content; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears his white hair up. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Berrian is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Berrian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.