Description: This man is dressed in earthy colors with a green and black handkerchief worn on his right side, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. A true patriot, Erevan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Erevan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Thamior was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Thamior abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a brown tunic with blue highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Thervan 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and revenge

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Criminal record, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (70 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Quarion was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Quarion abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp. Sard (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Black opal (600 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.