Description: 4'7" and muscular, this eastern man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Erevan took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and balancing his hectic life and new locksmith responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His ears are large.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Healer born in the past three hundred years. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Healer business.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Korfel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Healer for the past few years.

Motivation: He is greedy; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Jet (150 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Coral (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Black pearl (900 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He struck the Slave Trader job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. White pearl (80 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).