Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Gerard hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. 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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Aldous took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (160 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp).

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and she perpetually has her flail ready. Her hair is auburn and curly. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.