Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a club on his belt. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of dire rats 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

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

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Emotional, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp).