Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He has a very tight haircut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: He was born in the west. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 260 pp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp).

Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Nutae alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Guardian, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 210 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is auburn and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the west to a Farmer, Korfel learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. 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 disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Naeris was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Doctor. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 pp. Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants, and is pretty ugly. His hair is red and very short. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. After coming to the age of reason, Raer took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1600 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp).