Description: A moderately attractive man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Erevan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Erevan was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 90000 cp. Banded agate (10 gp). White opal (700 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

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. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barkeep. He became a Barkeep soon after.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 16000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'4" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is always cut to a buzz. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Knight. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2200 gp. Sard (40 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Silver pearl (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Amethyst (60 gp).

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He is portly but not overly obese. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Quarion is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Pink diamond (5000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp).

Description: This man wears a brown coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He got into the Shoemaker business at a young age. His first spouse was a Mason, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 110000 cp. Red garnet (120 gp). Obsidian (7 gp).