Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has hazel eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Aerdeth 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: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new adventurer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears long strands of amber and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is long and silver with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: The child of a Cook, who enjoyed hunting, Ahvain was taken on many hunting expeditions. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (40 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

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 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: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Adran took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Scribe for hire.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, In love. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black pearl (1200 gp).