Description: This man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his left hand. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Halimath wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. 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 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Roofer responsibilities is difficult; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raer was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Banded agate (7 gp). Coral (80 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). Iolite (60 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ivellios was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ivellios decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He carries a battered hand crossbow and tarnished falchion as well. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 takes great joy in being the best Adventurer in town.

History: Ahvain was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Mason, but he was a colossal failure. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Onyx (70 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears his chestnut hair down. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Ahvain was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1600 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp).