Description: This man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a green coat with tan slacks. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears his silver hair down. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Body Guard born in the past three hundred years. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Body Guard business at a young age. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Uthemar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Raer speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Raer was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 50000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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, Eiravel 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. After coming to the age of reason, Eiravel took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of giants 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: Someone believes him a fraud; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.