Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is dressed in an above average manner. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. 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 on a small isolated farm. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Eiravel was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 700 pp. Blue quartz (11 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Eye agate (11 gp).

Description: 4'9" and muscular, this northern man is wearing a long, tan cloak. He has red hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Soapmaker born in the past three hundred years. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is greedy; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 7000 gp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. The war was a terrible time for him, and Quarion does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Quarion was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Shy, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 28000 sp. Malachite (15 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.