Description: He stands about 4'11" and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mindartis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has taken up work as a Shepherd and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 pp. Zircon (70 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Moss agate (13 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.