Description: An older man who typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull brown iron scale mail, he is not a threatening figure. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp).

Description: This malnourished man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 3000 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). White opal (700 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 typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His first spouse was a Sage, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 pp. Iolite (20 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.