Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a brown shirt with thin green vertical stripes and blue pants. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Naill was taken on many hunting expeditions. Naill liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; 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: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Rolen liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and doesn't want to be a stableman and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Impulsive, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (20 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is long and red with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered green hat.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Laucian 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. Laucian 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: 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; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (170 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).

Description: This malnourished man is typically in his Cook uniform. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Quarion will drive conversation. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. 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. A true patriot, Naill would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Naill reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp.