Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Kilvar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sard (20 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears professional attire. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Naal was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, 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 Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Elf Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has achieved small success as a Barkeep.

Motivation: To be a Knight again; and balancing his hectic life and new barkeep responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tan vest and prefers white and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Odorr grew up listening to his father's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp. Red garnet (60 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a brown tunic with violet highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Thamior was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.