Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears baggy green pantaloons and a black scarf. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving 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, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Joker, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'5" and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His childhood dream was to be a Soapmaker, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Baker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Moss agate (4 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His brown hair is long and unkept. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Alexandrite (600 gp). 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Hourglass. 1 Simple lock. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: He wears brown trousers with pastel and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Aust speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aust fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 70000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Berrian is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Berrian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Obsidian (5 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp).