Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Eiravel abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. During his travels, Eiravel and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Eiravel discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Eiravel fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 gp. Amber (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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, Varis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Locksmith arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears just a white suit. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Rolen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Jeweler.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 150 pp. White pearl (40 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Iolite (30 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is cut short. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Through the years after Varis was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Varis's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 pp. Deep green spinel (50 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely brown suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His head has been shaved. 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 has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Gifted from a young age, Aelar studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Shy. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.