Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is still thick. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fivin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fivin was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is a great chef.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 500 gp. Silver pearl (120 gp). Onyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is dressed in an above average manner. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a grey shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His ears are large.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. After coming to the age of reason, Immeral took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 90 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a violet scarf. He wears his silver hair up. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 50 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.