Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Erevan wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Erevan was born the youngest of three triplets. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1500 gp. Jet (70 gp). Jet (70 gp). Azurite (5 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His childhood dream was to be a Architect, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1700 gp. Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Eiravel lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 north. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 30 pp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing a long, black cloak. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. 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 is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Artistic, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 900 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Hematite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.