Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is purple, silky, and of moderate length. This white eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Aramil was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Justin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. 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 styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He uses divination through singing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Bucklal was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Layabout. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished rapier as well. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in rapier use. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.