Description: He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Erevan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 220 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He got into the Mayor business at a young age. 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. Morg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 sp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'6" and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 10000 sp. Silver pearl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a yellow tunic with red highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His childhood dream was to be a Armorer, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Priest job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp.