Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scythe. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Eiravel was born the youngest of three triplets. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Eiravel's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp).

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears professional attire. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He works hard and plays hard.

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. His first spouse was a Crown-heir, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is typically in his Courier uniform. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thervan will drive conversation. Thervan 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: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Creaky witch voice

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

Description: This man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson white hat.

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. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Navigator work with an outfit from a few towns over. Navigator work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. After months of barely getting by, Naal managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Carnelian (40 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Rose (40 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 1 Thunderstones. 1 Thunderstones.