Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Servant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Black pearl (900 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Moonstone (40 gp).

Description: He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. 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, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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. Riardon 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 to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears a worn and beaten armor, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. He has no hair. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He sports a flattop hair cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 8000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Through the years after Paelias was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Paelias's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Paelias and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1200 gp.