Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Erevan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Erevan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Jet (90 gp). Malachite (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, tan shirt, and blue tie, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. He has wavy golden hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Uthemar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Uthemar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2000 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp). Coral (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear grey tank tops with blue pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has wavy auburn hair. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is content

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 900 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.