Description: He is a mite stocky and wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 works hard and plays hard.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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 compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His clothes are grease stained in places. His tied-back hair is auburn. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rose (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Sard (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Coral (110 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Erevan will drive conversation. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 gp. Banded agate (13 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.