Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and carries quarterstaffs. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Eiravel hails from a village terrorized by giants. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: Standing 6'7", this man wears a black shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is white and very short. His silver eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 72. 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. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. 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 Unemployed. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Unemployed for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head and is in decent physical shape. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He got into the Farmer business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: An older man who has the majority of his body covered in plate, he is not a threatening figure. He has white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Nuraval was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 190 gp. Hematite (6 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has bronze crest. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Gifted from a young age, Maagog studied abroad. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 28000 cp.