Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a shortbow on his belt. He sports a flattop hair cut. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Everard's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (40 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His crest is black and curly. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Greethen was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Laborer. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 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 sports a flattop hair cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Aramil grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1100 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). 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 wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 gp. Onyx (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Amethyst (120 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears dull white sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 3100 gp.