Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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, Gennal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gennal was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gennal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Obsidian (7 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His childhood dream was to be a Knight, but he was a colossal failure. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is blonde and very short. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Eiravel is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Gifted from a young age, Eiravel studied abroad. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Miller and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. His hair is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Obsidian (8 gp).