Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a green cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His white hair is cut short. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Erevan was born with his mother's beautiful face. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a cook and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 90 pp. A silver and pearl hairclip (40 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (40 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears long strands of amethyst and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Raer isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is typically in his Ruler uniform. His golden hair is long and unkept. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He worked as a nervous Ruler and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears dull green sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longsword, just in case. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. 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: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Vanuath was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Slave, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 900 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears many layers of old clothing at all times and is in decent physical shape. His hair is silver and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Thervan took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.