Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Erevan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

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 wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Uthemar has worked very hard to control his curse. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Uthemar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has wavy blonde hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Butcher business.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2200 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His golden hair is cut short. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: Adran 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 lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When Adran reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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. 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'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.