Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull black iron scale mail, marred by chocolates. He has wavy white hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He comes from a rich western family. 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 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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Erevan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He got into the Weaver business at a young age. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a great chef.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.