Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nuraval 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 90 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 wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Lamlis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Bucklal reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 700 gp. Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a hunchback. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Revenge; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Naeris was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, 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 Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 8000 sp.