Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing a long, white cloak. His hair is white and very short. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the north to a Architect, Imsh learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Imsh was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Imsh decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1400 gp. Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Amethyst (110 gp).

Description: A 5'9" southern man, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His purple hair is still thick. 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 dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Pacifist, Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Greedy. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gimurt was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a simple brown robe with black stripes complete with hood. His hair is black and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Everard will drive conversation. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

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. Everard was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Brewer. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Extrovert, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 20 pp. Onyx (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.