Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Erevan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 6000 gp. Malachite (7 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A 5'4" southern man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His black hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Varis grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low and grunting

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

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sailor born in the past three hundred years. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He got into the Sailor business at a young age. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: To be a Roofer again.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is short and black. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He takes great joy in being the best Sailor in town.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His childhood dream was to be a Layabout, but he was a colossal failure. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Erevan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Erevan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.