Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a yellow vest and prefers brown and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 99. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rose (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is short and red. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Fivin speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Fivin was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Fivin's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Jet (120 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. He has gray eyes and a black hat with a green feather.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Varis was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 pp. Carnelian (80 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Jet (150 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Jasper (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.