Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Solomon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 18000 sp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a bow on his belt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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: Wymar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Junk Dealer. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp. Malachite (6 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: This man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Theobald reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3200 sp. Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp).