Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black crest has been sun bleached extensively. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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 was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Srorthen was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. He keeps his long bronze crest kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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 in the east to a Sage, Dadalan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sage.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are silver.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Astar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gifted student he started as a Tailor, but he got bored and became a Junk Dealer. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and he perpetually has his spear ready. He wears his red hair down. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the south to a Healer, Thomas learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Healer and found it very stressful. He has worked as a Healer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new healer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tan shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His green crest is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Nadarr took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Breastplate.