Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a Mercenary, his father struggled to pay the bills. Eiravel 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. Eiravel decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Forgetful. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 20000 cp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Caeldrim was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Caeldrim's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: Antagonistic, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Fire opal (700 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His black hair is long and unkept. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He got into the Bather business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Gardener, but he was a colossal failure. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To be a Gardener again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 12000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1900 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Efferil 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. Efferil decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Eye agate (14 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He bought a bow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.