Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a green tunic with violet highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. A true patriot, Vanuath would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. He sports a flattop hair cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Joker, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Citrine (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his brown hair up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Theriatis was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Red garnet (60 gp). Malachite (10 gp). 1 Medium magic item.