Description: An older man who wears a blue shirt, with a yellow mid length shorts with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, he is not a threatening figure. His white hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Erevan 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 bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Eye agate (7 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Jade (70 gp). Jet (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp).

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and violet handkerchief worn on his left side. His hair is long and white with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Aelar was born the youngest of three triplets. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. He has silver hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Banker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 120 pp. Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Tharivol's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item.