Description: He is wearing a long, red cloak. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

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. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 57. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Dreali was born with his father's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Amethyst (110 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp).

Description: A 5'5" western man, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His hair is long and black with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Paelias wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

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. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Unemployed.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Onyx (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Rose (20 gp).

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His head has been shaved. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Quarion was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Quarion was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Quarion decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1200 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. He has silver hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 230 pp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Jasper (80 gp).