Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with black slacks. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Erevan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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, Erevan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Erevan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Erevan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his kukri. His hair is white and curly. 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 witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black opal (600 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Jasper (60 gp).

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He is portly but not overly obese. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age his father died while driving off some gnolls. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in quarterstaff use. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Adventurer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he has a crush on the local adventurer

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 180 pp. Silver pearl (100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Coral (100 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Amber (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. He wears his golden hair down. He has gray eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Riardon enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears black trousers with blue and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Antagonistic. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 110 pp.