Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Sellsword but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in the north to a Sellsword, Erevan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Performer, but he got bored and became a Sellsword. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sellsword for hire.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Pacifist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). A small bag of saffron. (20 gp). Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 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 wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His hair is silver and curly. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 4000 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). A small bag of saffron. (90 gp). Silver ewer (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire. His hair is long and white with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Tharivol lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Masseuse, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. During his travels, Tharivol and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Tharivol discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Tharivol fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (130 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (7000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.