Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, marred by sweets. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Eiravel took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Emotional. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2000 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (10 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (140 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (140 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair is short and golden. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 gp. Red spinel (150 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Moss agate (8 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Galinndan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (130 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.