Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is physically well-built. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Malachite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 gp. Aquamarine (900 gp).

Description: He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barber business.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and revenge

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and black handkerchief worn on his right side. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He takes great joy in being the best Baker in town.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He struck the Baker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2500 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1800 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (40 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1300 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (40 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.