Description: He wears a violet costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Erevan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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 was raised in a desert tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Opinionated, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 500 gp. Carnelian (40 gp). Black opal (500 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Terse, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He is physically well-built. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His childhood dream was to be a Fletcher, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sailor for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 140 pp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries hand crossbows. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 gp. Eye agate (13 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp).