Description: He stands about 6'9" and wears bulky blue painted plate armor. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has dyed his greying blue hair a little too much giving a sharp blue color. His fierce black eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Ahrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Bonds: Job, Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a Butcher first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Alberich was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, 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 Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a Butcher soon after.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and balancing his hectic life and new butcher responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Thunderstones.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses like a well dressed Priest does. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Priest. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This malnourished man dresses like a well dressed Carter does. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Carter.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.