Description: He stands about 5'3" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Banker business.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Eiravel reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is blonde and curly. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a interpreter and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fancy black suit. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bows and daggers. He wears his black hair up. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 10000 sp. Sard (60 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Aelar will drive conversation. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 5000 gp. Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Moss agate (4 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic, Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.