Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the south. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Eiravel has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and doesn't want to be a fletcher and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Hadarai never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, In love. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and brown robe with the hood down. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).