Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is cut close to his head. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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 terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Eiravel was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Emotional, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 3000 gp. Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He tends to his Banker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male has the majority of his body covered in plate. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fortune-teller born in the past three hundred years. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. After coming to the age of reason, Aramil took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Iolite (60 gp).