Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His head has been shaved. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Erevan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Erevan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: A 5'3" southern man, he wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He has no hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Hadarai took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Apothecary. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theriatis grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 9000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Coral (70 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.