Description: A middle-aged man, he is dressed in earthy colors with a green and grey handkerchief worn on his right side, and is pretty ugly. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Mindartis abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He became a Mason soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is greedy

Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has shaved his head bald. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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, Naill is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Naill grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp).

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His golden hair is still thick. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Hollow voice

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

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 sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He got into the Sage business at a young age. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sage responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 50 pp.