Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. 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 is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Forgetful. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 6000 gp. Violet garnet (900 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Rose (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a large violet jacket. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Erevan was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. 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: To settle down with his crush; and elven compassion

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 90 pp. Azurite (11 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is dressed in an above average manner. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Naal was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Naal's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 270 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (20 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (170 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'7" and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is brown and very short. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Raer speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mercenary but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Red garnet (100 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in the north to a Masseuse, Dreali learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Masseuse for hire.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.