Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 6000 gp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). Rose (50 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears professional attire. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Ahvain was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished shield as well. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Uthemar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Uthemar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Weaver.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.