Description: He very much looks the part of a Apothecary. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and balancing his hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is braided into rings. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Eiravel was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a sai on his belt. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He wears a simple brown robe with violet stripes complete with hood, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'8" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 4'11" and muscular, this western man wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Erevan 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1600 gp.