Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 900 pp. Blue quartz (6 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Nim wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A freak accident while working with his Fisher father left him crippled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears just a pastel suit. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Eiravel was born the youngest of three triplets. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Onyx (70 gp). Canary diamond (2000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Jet (100 gp).