Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Erevan embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. The war was a terrible time for him, and Erevan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. After a long history of fighting, Erevan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 60000 cp. A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (50 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1700 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a green vest and prefers violet and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a Fisher, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Caeldrim was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Caeldrim decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 310 pp. Chalcedony (60 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears bulky red painted plate armor. His head has been shaved. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 94. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of giants

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he dresses like a well dressed Weaver does. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born in the north to a Weaver, Nim learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 280 pp. Moss agate (7 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is long and golden with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His first spouse was a Laborer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). Jet (40 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.