Description: He wears bulky green painted plate armor. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a Beggar, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp. Star ruby (800 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Jet (110 gp).

Description: This man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his right hand. He wears his red hair down. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born in the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Varis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

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. Through the years after Lucan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Lucan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Impulsive, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hammers and whips. His brown hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Eiravel was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jade (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). White pearl (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the south. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Junk Dealer. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp.