Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: Eiravel was born the youngest of three triplets. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Family, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Moss agate (10 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Eye agate (10 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a pastel shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and brown pants. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Ivellios was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver pearl (60 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.