Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has shaved his head bald. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Beiro reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Slave, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Eiravel took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1500 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Black opal (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

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. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears long strands of ruby and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (8 gp). Fire opal (1100 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Sard (70 gp). Black pearl (600 gp).