Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Eiravel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Baker they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Apothecary, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (30 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He became a Herbalist soon after.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 2000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (80 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. His golden hair is cut short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

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 temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a black costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His hair is short and auburn. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and is pretty ugly. He wears his chestnut hair up. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He takes great joy in being the best Spice Merchant in town.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He worked as a nervous Spice Merchant and found it very stressful. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp).