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 carries with him a set of maces, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Berrian will drive conversation. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, marred by sweets. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He worked as a nervous Bather and found it very stressful. Being a Bather kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Gifted from a young age, Korfel studied abroad. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 40 pp. Moonstone (80 gp). Red garnet (80 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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, Efferil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He usually wears his brown robe and has his shortbow always slung over his shoulder. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Thamior was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thamior grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Thamior. 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 has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1 Medium magic item.