Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Eiravel hails from a village terrorized by drow. His childhood dream was to be a Armorer, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Armorer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to be a armorer again

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sard (50 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are gray.

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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

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. A gifted student he started as a Dyer, but he got bored and became a Scribe. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Persistence, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 pp. Azurite (12 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2000 gp.