Description: This man prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Erevan was born the youngest of three triplets. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is cut close to his head. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Hadarai liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with black slacks, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 500 gp. Sard (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His red hair is long and unkept. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Quarion hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Quarion was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Quarion was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 500 gp. White opal (1000 gp). Azurite (8 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Malachite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He has brown eyes and a violet hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He got into the Blacksmith business at a young age. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Malachite (9 gp).