Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He likes to wear green tank tops with white pants. His blonde hair is still thick. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Silver ewer (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 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 wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Beggar business.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. 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 drow 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 is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Fivin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Farmer, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Apothecary.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 gp. Peridot (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp).