Description: This man is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Ghaliver speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ghaliver grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Ghaliver. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Coral (90 gp). Amethyst (90 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a simple green robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. His brass crest is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Hirrathak took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His silver unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A freak accident while working with his Laborer father left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Shy, Ugly. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is physically well-built. His scarlet crest is smooth and relatively long. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bowyer born in the past three hundred years. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bowyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bowyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and balancing his hectic life and new bowyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 500 gp. Blue quartz (13 gp). Jet (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He wears a white small hat and white clothes. He has a hunchback. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp. Bloodstone (30 gp).