Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple tan robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his top tan hat.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Eiravel's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1100 sp. Moss agate (6 gp). Jet (160 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His half smiles and white eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Leucis lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Server they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Marshal, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She dresses like a well dressed Mason does. She has done her best to style her blonde hair to look like a famous performer. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Born in the east to a Mason, Jacoba learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her childhood dream was to be a Map Maker, but she was a colossal failure. 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. Jacoba fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His purple hair is long and unkept. His black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Xappan grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dragonborn companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.