Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears a tan shirt with thin black vertical stripes and blue pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Eiravel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 pp. Banded agate (12 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Miller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Koeth was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). Sard (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 pp. Old masterpiece painting (2200 gp).