Who's who

Baruman is a duende. Standing about 3' 6' tall he is a slight figure, basically humanoid in shape with elongated ears and long toes, and dressed in new clothes and a travelling cloak, with a backpack slung over his shoulder.

Until recently he had spent his entire life living on the streets of a nearby town, so he is completely out of his depth and often terrified.

Ixi is an avian beastfolk, with a harpy look. She's hitting near 5'11" with a wingspan twice as long, covered in large brown and white feathers with a fluffy set of down around her collarbone, shoulders, and lower neck. She has dark marks around her eyes, lightly tan skin, and a resting bitch face that makes her seem more intense than she actually is. She's got long, bird-like legs that end in sharp and dexterous talons.

She travels somewhat light, with several small pouches around her waist with the largest one on her lower back. She's an artist by trade, who has been struck by wanderlust and the desire to see the world at large.

Eddisham is an elvish fortune teller, who carries a shillelagh and practices arcane arts. He dresses in apparently simple garments that are made of high-quality, lightweight and quick-drying cloth. He has a jesting tone almost always, as if he's perpetually ribbing The World in hopes of a good reaction.

Yogitus is a youngish--it's all relative--monk. To the outsider, he appears human and/or half elf with varied eye color and a shaved head. He tends to be open with others, and can frequently be heard reciting mantras or small phrases to help align his mind for the task at hand. His robes are tattered and full, but seem to move gracefully with agile movements.

He has a belt around his midsection with several pouches. He carries nothing else visibly other than a string of prayer beads that sometimes hang from his neck or wrapped around his wrist.

Shmautz is a Cat-Kin in species.

He had been a valet to his Clans-chief according to the heritage and rites. After an incident at a clans-meeting where the lord got injured, he was expelled from the clan and home. Ever since, he's striving the lands alone.

He's wearing a normal but nice-looking robe/short kimono/gi and a bag/rucksack for travelling. He's also wearing a headband with a gem built into it.

Wandering the world mostly alone made him sort of survivalist. His cat-like nature allows him to be acrobatic and swift. Fighting is not his thing, though he's able to defend himself with a dagger.

Fable is a Changeling wandering from place to place doing odd jobs or "liberating" various supplies and "redistributing" them among the poorer people. They usually adopt rather blend looks as to not raise to much suspicion but pride led them to use their chosen name when interacting with people. They have a strong sense of personal freedom but secretly long to find a shelter among people they can never quite belong to.

Fable owns a magical chess piece they call Joe that can be asked for advice.

Meep is a young Owl Beastfolk who makes his living by hunting what he can and trading what he doesn't use to nearby towns. Easily scared he is also determined and wants to find a way to be braver. Not the brightest, Meep thinks being braver and more daring will get him friends, which is all the little owl really wants.

Skeeve is a young human who had been abducted by fey and infected with their magic. He was eventually returned to the natural world, but far from where he originated. He spent time in the wilderness using his fey magic to survive. He is now emerging from the wilderness to see if he can interact with society better and a young adult, rather than an older child.

EDIT: Also, when doing the change I think I screwed up the XML a bit. Since I now no longer have the correct template (since I screwed it up), it would be great if either you could fix it, or you could IM me the correct XML template so I can fix it.

Khaguran is a small, sallow-skinned Duende fella with a wiry build and sharp nose. He dresses in simple homespun clothes and a travel-stained cloak.

Blornvid is your run-of-the-mill dwarf: long auburn hair and beard, broad flat nose, and a penchant for ale or mead. While average height, he has a decent build. Growing up in the family smithy, he's tougher than average with a high tolerance to heat.

Rikia is a human woman who grew up without much provided for her. She's learned to keep herself alive. She's 5’, has tan skin, short brown hair, and glassy periwinkle eyes. She is often seen wearing a cloak.

Alexander is a male human teenager often seen in a brown tunic tainted with the dust and grime it gets covered with as he acts as the resident errand boy. He's a little short for his age and not exactly the strongest, but he knows how to talk his way out of any situation. Or at least, he tries.

He's not thrilled in his position in life, and he thinks the expedition is his step towards the next level.

Nekgen Bludgeboil is a minotaur of good beastfolk stock. He keeps things simple in terms of outfit and attitude, preferring the times he spent as a butcher in his village to the travails of travels. That said, adventuring looks good on him.

Years of blood spatters having stained the man myriad crimsons. As they say, its hard to wash the blood out, so he bears the spotty complexion of a bovine in burgundy and brown hues. His fur is well kept at that, as are his scout leathers and boots. And most especially, of course, are the polished and gleaming heads of his double-bit axe. Always at the ready, slung over the shoulder.

One will often find Nekgen among the people, patiently waiting for the next move or inquiring about the previous one. He's often apologizing for his impetuous tail, which whooshes to and fro, dusting as if it were a broom because of his excitement. Curiosity and excitement go hand in hand for Nekgen, you see.

Seren is a changeling who usually wears the form of a hunched foxfolk in tattered robes with a mask carved from hardwood. She has spent many long years tending to her grove deep in the forest, but something has called her out; to adventure.

Raggy is a wolf beastfolk. He stands tall on two legs at about 6', but has the hip anatomy to be on all fours also. Beside him is his life long companion, an actual wolf by the name of Ro. Ro looks like a friendly wolf with a simple green cloth around her neck like a bandana. Raggy wears simple greens, browns, and grays to blend into the forest. A few packs line his waist, but no bothersome backpack for when he runs on all fours. Around his neck hangs two necklaces. On one there is a simple bone knife and the other is his sling that he uses to hunt. Before adventuring the duo was small game hunters providing their village with meat from animals such as rabbits.

Athria (No Clan) is a female Lizard folk, standing at 5ft tall, though she often seems shorter as she's comfortable on all fours. Her black scales are matt and soft, but she has a head crest and throat flares of colourful lime green, which she can flatten or display as the mood takes her. Her slitted green eyes are expressive and often narrow to let her focus on some small detail. A tail and a mouth of sharp needle like teeth complete her physical attributes. She wears loose clothing and a cloak, with a belt and pack to carry various belongings. A short sword and cross-guard is strapped across her back to reduce noise. She speaks good human standard but her reptilian throat is unable to filter out some of the natural hisses and clicks that develop in her voice

Vlaxander Tanmarch, yet some call him Vlax or Axe for short, is a mature middle-aged adult human. He is about 5'10" and a chunky 250#. He is of average build otherwise, but very charismatic, and appears both wise and intelligent. He has short well-kept grey hair and goatee beard. When he removes his floppy hat, he is balding on top. He has carmel tanned white skin.

He wears what was once a fine wool vest suit, which was likely very expensive at one time. Now, it is a bit tattered with small stitches and a few patches, plus oversized so it can be worn over some kind of leather armor. A weathered ruddy greenish brown cloak covers a belt full of pouches and pockets, bulging with trinkets and baubles. Otherwise, when traveling, he usually wears a backpack with a shortsword and shield in view, plus sturdy boots.

Vlax is very extroverted, prone to verbose dialogue, and well-spoken. He is frequently making interesting boasts, joking incessantly, and telling incredible stories about the people and sites he has seen, yet he struggles to remember specific names or places, and this obviously bothers him. If you ask, he will tell you, that he seeks to find a cure for this ailment which is much of his motivation for exploring.

Ulkar is a human who grew up learning carpentry from his parents. He loved learning how to build more complex structures and objects and this grew into a love of studying any intricate structure or object no matter what it was made of. His parents also taught him that courage and bravado only leads to death and misery. Better to keep low and escape to continue your life with those you love.

While this hasn't led to him being timid or shying away from people in general, just a preference not to fight or go into harms way if it is possible. Granted, this has been conflicted with his drive to find all the amazing things he has heard about adventurers discovering out away from civilization. He would go mad sitting at home in complete safety just waiting for others to bring the new things to him. Ulkar is sociable as anyone else and enjoys good company more than being alone. No one would describe him as raucous or belligerent however.

While he tries to keep himself away from imminent danger, he has no intention of abandoning any of his teammates during conflict. After all, he is well aware how dangerous it is to be out in the wilderness by oneself. So he pushes himself to cast out into the wilds in search of new trinkets and contraptions that no one else has seen before and figure out how they work.

Ulkar is 5'7" with a stocky build, curly hair, olive skin, and a voice akin to Paul Giamatti

Aashas is a monitor lizardkin. Originated from the swamp, she has a slim elongated body, tall for her kind, about 4.9 ft. Long snake neck ends in a narrow face with small yellow eyes that blink rarely enough to look weird for someone who is not reptilekin. Brown-green scales make her indistinguishable from a mossy log in swamps, but don't provide good camouflage in the city. Shoulders are covered with a long cloak that slowly changes color to match the surroundings. Under the cloak she wears leather clothes and couple of pouches and belts with pockets.
Her movements are quick and efficient, but without the need to act, she freezes in place completely still. Sometimes it is difficult for her to start speaking or find the right words, the use of human speech requires some effort.