Description: He stands about 4'8" and wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has silver hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He uses divination through singing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Erevan studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Erevan took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 400 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (160 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (160 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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.