Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. 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 business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Eiravel's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He has no hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Râsh 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 Râsh. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp. Pink pearl (60 gp). White pearl (60 gp). Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Bloodstone (60 gp). 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is white and curly. 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 resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his chestnut hair up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Server. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Corkitron was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 sp.