Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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 the west to a Ploughman, Erevan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Iolite (20 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He very much looks the part of a Servant. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Servant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Servant work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Servant.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 pp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a fancy yellow suit. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Quarion 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. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Brown diamond (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.