Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a long, brown cloak. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His ears are large.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Erevan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bellfounder. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eye agate (12 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Jade (80 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). White pearl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He has a hunchback. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Himo hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.