Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He wears his black hair up. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Eiravel is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Brewer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and doesn't want to be a brewer and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Military, Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: An older man who wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Laucian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Marshal like his mother before him.

Motivation: To be a Adventurer again; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His red hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a Locksmith, his father struggled to pay the bills. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man dresses like a well dressed Cook does and is in decent physical shape. His hair is short and black. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gifted student he started as a Scribe, but he got bored and became a Cook. He's also a talented Scribe, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 140 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Dreali 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 inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 2300 gp. Blue quartz (13 gp). Jet (140 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Clear bright green emerald (3000 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp).