Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is chestnut and curly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Enialis was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin black vertical stripes and brown pants, and he perpetually has his flail ready. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Server born in the past three hundred years. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His childhood dream was to be a Miller, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Server job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Miller again.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

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

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

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. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed whip, just in case. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Thervan took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Caeldrim was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 700 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp).