Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Rose (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a pastel tunic with violet highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His head has been shaved. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aerdeth's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (90 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), he is not a threatening figure. His hair is always cut to a buzz. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Berrian was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (4 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Amber (70 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Black star sapphire (1400 gp). Moss agate (4 gp).