Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. His tied-back hair is auburn. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. At a young age his father died while driving off some drow. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in falchion use. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

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.