Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears a green shirt with thin red vertical stripes and grey pants. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Halimath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 800 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He sports a flattop hair cut. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Nim reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 pp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (60 gp). A small bag of saffron. (60 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (60 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who likes to wear brown tank tops with red pants, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is brown and curly. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Attractive. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.