Description: An older man who is typically in his Healer uniform, he is not a threatening figure. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. He is baby faced.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Eiravel liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He tends to his Healer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a assassin again

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down, marred by beers. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 pp. Jeweled gold crown (4000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has moderate length silver hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Theren alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 5000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.