Description: He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered black stockings, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. His hair is black and curly. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 gp. Fire opal (1300 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Emerald (1300 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is dressed in an above average manner. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. Through the years after Thamior was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Thamior's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 pp. Jet (80 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Star rose quartz (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.