Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a tan collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has wavy black hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 55. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Erevan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kipper fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: An older woman who typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor, she is not a threatening figure. Her white hair is long and unkept. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Ronobe was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She has moderate length red hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Servant father left her crippled. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Servant they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Assassin, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears baggy black pantaloons and a red scarf. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Balam has worked very hard to control his curse. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Gnomish compassion; and to pay off his debts

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith

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

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). 1 Half-Plate.