Description: A 4'7" northern man, he wears a black costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Fivin lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Junk Dealer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Junk Dealer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Banded agate (7 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Heian was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He very much looks the part of a Marshal, marred by chocolates. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. Zircon (70 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Hematite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 22. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Barber, but he got bored and became a Blacksmith. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Korfel never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, In love. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Azurite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.