Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When Eiravel reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. During his travels, Eiravel and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Eiravel discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Eiravel fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Farmer

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

Possessions: 1900 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. He carries with him a set of longbows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the south to a Marshal, Whurbin learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and brown robe with the hood down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blue hair is thinning but still full. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Cressel hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 10000 cp. Carnelian (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Black opal (600 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'0". He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Tomi was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.