Description: Standing 4'9", this man sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has wavy brown hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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, Naal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His white hair is cut short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Fortune-teller.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 5000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (70 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (70 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (180 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (70 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sai, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

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 obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Berrian grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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, and carries rapiers. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 8000 gp. Hematite (5 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Brown diamond (8000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Rose (50 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.