Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has moderate length auburn hair. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mason for hire.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and 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: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. 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 born in the north. Eiravel was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Painter. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). White opal (700 gp). Amethyst (60 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'9" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.