Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Erevan was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bellfounder. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Sard (70 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Azurite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'11" western man, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in the west to a Weaver, Thamior learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Job, In love, Debt. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (120 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Apothecary father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.