Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a grey tunic with brown highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is content; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Moonstone (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Hematite (5 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Tharivol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Ploughman for hire.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to be a shepherd again

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 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: He wears dull white sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed kukri, just in case. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Galinndan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Galinndan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2000 gp. Solid gold idol (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.