Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. 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 never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Erevan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (900 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Fortune-teller, and he perpetually has his mace ready. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. He wears an eyepatch.

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 obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His childhood dream was to be a Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 800 gp. Aquamarine (900 gp). Black pearl (900 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a white coat with grey slacks. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sage. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Mercenary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are green and catlike.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sard (50 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Korfel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 900 gp.