Description: This southern man sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has no hair. He has a tattooed face.

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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gifted student he started as a Sellsword, but he got bored and became a Miner. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to be a sellsword again

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Blue quartz (9 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Coral (110 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Zircon (50 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is long and brown with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Jet (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Blue star sapphire (1000 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp). Onyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.