Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. His hair is cut close to his head. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bowyer born in the past three hundred years. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (900 gp). Blue quartz (7 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Dreali's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a great chef.

History: Dreali hails from a village terrorized by drow. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2000 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Jacinth (8000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This light-skinned male wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his nunchaku. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Thervan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His childhood dream was to be a Layabout, but he was a colossal failure. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).