Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'11" and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is short and black. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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: Doesn't want to be a Sailor and was forced into it by his family; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Debt, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Hematite (5 gp). Black opal (400 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he usually wears his green robe and has his hand crossbow always slung over his shoulder. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Fire opal (800 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: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Thervan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Server

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.