Description: This northern man wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His clothes are grease stained in places. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Caeldrim was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Apothecary. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears just a green suit. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40000 cp. Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He receives visions of the future at random moments

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Himo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man dresses like a well dressed Fortune-teller does. His clothes are grease stained in places. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson blue hat.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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: Koeth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He struck the Fortune-teller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 110000 cp.

Description: This 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 sports empty pouches on his belt. He has moderate length 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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Korfel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Jet (60 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.