Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eiravel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep green spinel (130 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).

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 wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Gennal was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 pp. A silver and pearl hairclip (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears skinny pants and wears a violet and black robe with the hood down. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

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

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.