Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is lengthy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Erevan was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bricklayer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 330 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fancy black suit. He has a very tight haircut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born in the south. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Healer.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 800 pp. Blue quartz (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Rose (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Emerald (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, white shirt, and green tie and is in decent physical shape. He wears his auburn hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

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. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Military, Slave. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly quarterstaffs and ceremonial daggers. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 900 gp. Deep green spinel (40 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Peridot (50 gp).