Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his club with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of clubs, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp. Rose (70 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Stannor was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sage. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is short and blonde. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1800 sp. Coral (100 gp).

Description: He wears long strands of opal and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is black and curly. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. After months of barely getting by, Corkitron managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 120 pp. Violet garnet (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.