Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear flannel. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has moderate length brown hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson violet hat.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Erevan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. Erevan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sage arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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 feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has black hair. He has white eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His silver crest is still thick. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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, Ildrex is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His golden hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Radomir's homeland. Radomir decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.