Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. 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, Traki is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His childhood dream was to be a Blacksmith, but he was a colossal failure. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is short and brown. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 70000 cp.

Description: He stands about 4'11" and wears a worn and beaten armor. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp).