Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has no hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Erdan was born the youngest of three triplets. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. 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: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries a battered flail and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black star sapphire (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 57. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He bought a spear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.