Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Guard. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 340 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a grey shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a black broad hat and black clothes. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His tied-back hair is auburn. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Uthemar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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 nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.