Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a fancy green suit. He is an epitome of beauty. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Eiravel was born the youngest of three triplets. Eiravel was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Eiravel decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Family, Rich, In love. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shepherd hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Carrie was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has worked as a Fisher like his mother before him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 250 pp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Jet (150 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has red hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Varis hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

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

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shortbows and sickles. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Aust hails from a village terrorized by brigands. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Aust took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 gp. Jet (60 gp).