Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. 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. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Eiravel never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Alexandrite (300 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He works hard and plays hard.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Justin was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Server. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Secretive, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His crest is green and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants. He is portly but not overly obese. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. Jet (50 gp).