Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears professional attire. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born into a rich family. After coming to the age of reason, Einkil took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 140 pp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 71. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fallond fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He is baby faced.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a Shipwright, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Locksmith. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Locksmith responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 90 gp. Tourmaline (80 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a brown shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by lycanthropy.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Flaws: Impulsive, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.