Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a blue shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ahvain studied abroad. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and half-orc compassion

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Racist. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'3". He usually wears his brown robe and has his hammer always slung over his shoulder, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hammer. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Peter abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 sp. 6 Acid flasks.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'1". He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His crest is black and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Direcris speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Direcris does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Direcris took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Adventurer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Spy

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 230 gp. Red spinel (130 gp). Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Butcher who has hired him part-time. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Az-Bror was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Slave, Guardian. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears bulky white painted plate armor. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Azdûsh was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His first spouse was a Healer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 150 gp.