Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ploughman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Azurite (15 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a green shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and tan pants. His hair is white and curly. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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, Erevan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Squeaky

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