Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears just a tan suit, marred by teas. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is baby faced.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Eiravel was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stableman and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red garnet (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His hair is cut close to his head. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Raer is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Stableman but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Raer was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Sailor, 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; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Pacifist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (70 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is blonde and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Uthemar grew up listening to his father's many stories. At a young age his father died while driving off some gnolls. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in falchion use. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 pp. Solid gold idol (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).