Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear yellow tank tops with brown pants. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Eiravel was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man wears professional attire. He wears his silver hair up. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Laborer born in the past three hundred years. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

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. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. His black hair is cut short. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 uses divination through singing.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Varis alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 pp. Bloodstone (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Emerald (1600 gp). Blue sapphire (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.