Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is wearing a long, red cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his red hair up. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Eiravel 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and balancing his hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Selfish, Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'8". He wears a blue shirt with thin green vertical stripes and grey pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 18000 gp. Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). 1 Major magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is long and white with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. 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 filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Ivellios has worked very hard to control his curse. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'8". He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He has blonde hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Caeldrim was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 220 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.