Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Eiravel was born with his father's beautiful face. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. During his travels, Eiravel and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Eiravel discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Eiravel fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and usually wears his black robe and has his longsword always slung over his shoulder. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a Layabout, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Assassin work with an outfit from a few towns over. Assassin work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Assassin.

Motivation: To be a Layabout again.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Poor, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a green scarf. He is portly but not overly obese. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. After coming to the age of reason, Raer took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: This southern man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Nim was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nim decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 5000 sp. Moss agate (9 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Azurite (9 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Full Plate.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is blonde and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Lucan is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Gifted from a young age, Lucan studied abroad. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.