Description: This western man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Eiravel was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Animal Trainer, but he got bored and became a Baker. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Animal Trainer again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Tourmaline (40 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is knotted and matted. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Riardon's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Riardon was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (50 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. He wears his silver hair up. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Thervan is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.