Description: He wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Theriatis lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Theriatis abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Religious, Family, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Amethyst (160 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp).

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His white hair is long and unkept. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Eiravel's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Eiravel and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.