Description: This light-skinned male is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise amber.

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 lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Eiravel was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greataxe.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Emotional, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 21000 sp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Efferil liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.