Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. 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 to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Through the years after Erevan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Erevan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2000 gp. Amethyst (160 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Amber (160 gp). Zircon (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear white tank tops with tan pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born to a Bookbinder, his father struggled to pay the bills. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 2000 gp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Emerald (700 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his brown hair down. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). White opal (1600 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). White pearl (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.