Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears long strands of emerald and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His brass crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Pijjirik 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 35000 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears baggy white pantaloons and a blue scarf. His hair is long and black with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Emerald (1500 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears just a green suit. He has brown hair. His eyes are black.

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 is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born into a rich family. After coming to the age of reason, Akmen took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 290 gp. Amethyst (140 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Cook. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has no hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp.