Description: He very much looks the part of a Adventurer, and carries kukris. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 Adventurer. 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. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Adventurer responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Red spinel (90 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Masseuse. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He worked as a nervous Masseuse and found it very stressful. He has worked as a Masseuse like his father before him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and expand his business

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire. He is portly but not overly obese. His blonde hair is still thick. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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, Snagog is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Snagog was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His white hair is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born into a rich family. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 70 pp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (70 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (40 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.