Description: He wears a violet collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Erevan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, gnolls burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying west to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Erevan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 700 gp. Red spinel (130 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Deep green spinel (130 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).