Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his kukri with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the east to a Fisher, Korfel learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fisher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fisher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Fisher like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear tan tank tops with grey pants. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He uses divination through singing.

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. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time and is in decent physical shape. His hair is golden and curly. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dayereth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is auburn 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: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Gifted from a young age, Tharivol studied abroad. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Obsidian (15 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a black scarf. His tied-back hair is brown. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Detective, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Ahvain 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 illithids. Ahvain was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1100 gp.