Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown vest and prefers tan and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Eiravel grew up listening to his mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of amber and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and he perpetually has his spear ready. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Immeral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (110 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is a Painter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Erevan was born with his mother's beautiful face. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job, Attractive, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black opal (1400 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.