Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears his auburn hair up. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Erias isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Erias took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Rose (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red crest is greasy and uncared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Nadarr hails from a village terrorized by drow. Through the years after Nadarr was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Nadarr's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Nadarr was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a white scarf. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bather but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gifted student he started as a Fortune-teller, but he got bored and became a Bather. He struck the Bather job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Pacifist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'1" and wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Bertram was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1200 sp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp).