Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.

Personality: Eiravel speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad grey hat.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A freak accident while working with his Junk Dealer mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dalgal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He is a Hag in disguise. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Himo has worked very hard to control his curse. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Mayor and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and green handkerchief worn on his left side. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his copper crest in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 900 gp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear blue tank tops with brown pants. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. 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 can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a ruler and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp.