Description: He is a mite stocky and tends to wear a large violet jacket. He has dark red hair. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Cartwright they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Hunter, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Hunter and was forced into it by his family; and money/treasure

Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 280 gp.

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 is wearing a long, grey cloak. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red crest is knotted and matted. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: The child of a Navigator, who enjoyed hunting, Rathkran was taken on many hunting expeditions. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Rathkran grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Rathkran. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has blue crest. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Bricklayer mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp).