Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished dagger as well. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Aelar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 10000 cp. Amethyst (130 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His golden hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Eiravel alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 5000 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Rose (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly crossbows and quarterstaffs. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Quarion is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Quarion lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His father, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sleepy voice

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

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears just a green suit. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 180 pp. Silver pearl (80 gp).

Description: 4'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears long strands of sapphire and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is red and curly. 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 is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Fire opal (600 gp).