Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his silver hair up. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Eiravel was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Eiravel liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 9000 gp. Moonstone (70 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Black opal (1100 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Rose (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in a small desert village. Paelias 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 pp. Sard (50 gp).

Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is cut short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Navigator but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: The child of a Dyer, who enjoyed hunting, Ahvain was taken on many hunting expeditions. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is short and brown. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a Marshal, his mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a pastel shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, marred by teas. His white hair is thinning but still full. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Aust took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 250 pp.