Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears skinny pants and wears a white and grey robe with the hood down. He has wavy golden hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Unemployed profession.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Erevan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: 5'2" and muscular, this southern man wears a grey coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Lazy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 10000 gp. Blue sapphire (1100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Jade (90 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Coral (90 gp). Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Black opal (1100 gp). Black star sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: Paelias speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Paelias was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, 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 wears his white hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a great chef.

History: He was born in the west. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This western man dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with brown slacks. His clothes are grease stained in places. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Violet garnet (1300 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1400 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Red garnet (90 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.