Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Chay wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. 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. Chay took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a yellow vest and prefers green and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Iados took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Peridot (20 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp).

Description: 6'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears professional attire. His scarlet crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is short and brown. His silver eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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, Morthos is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has no crest. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Mortician father left him crippled. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2000 gp. Pink pearl (80 gp). Jet (80 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp).