Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'0". He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Foxilon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Peridot (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He carries a battered scimitar and tarnished nunchaku as well. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 270 gp.

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 generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., and carries glaives. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 35000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.