Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tattered old clothes. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Erevan was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mercenary. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His red hair is cut short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2200 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a black collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Beiro hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Beiro reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a green coat with brown slacks. His white hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp).