Description: He wears just a green suit. His brown hair is cut short. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 87. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Erevan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a long, yellow cloak. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Carnelian (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (1400 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Amber (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Rich purple corundum (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, black shirt, and pastel tie. He carries with him a set of swords, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Traki alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.