Description: He has a missing right arm. He dresses like a well dressed Server does. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep green spinel (120 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Aquamarine (1000 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 is dressed in an above average manner. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Recently a tribe of orcs 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: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1100 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His black hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 pp. Rose (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp).