Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is physically well-built. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Kothûg was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp).

Description: 5'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a grey coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small grey hat.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Oloric reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Rich, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

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. He has a very tight haircut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. His gray fur is matted, messy, and big. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Flask wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Flask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp.