Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Mindartis was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 900 pp. Hematite (16 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Citrine (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Erevan has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Citrine (80 gp). Jasper (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.