Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in an above average manner. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eiravel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents enrolled him in a Adept school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Acid flasks. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Masseuse. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To protect his home; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Military, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. His first spouse was a Herbalist, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1200 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp). Red garnet (120 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Onyx (80 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Wiggan 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 Wiggan. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has black hair. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dayereth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Dayereth was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mayor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1900 gp. Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.