Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'9". He wears tattered old clothes. He has no hair. His ears are large.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a violet vest and prefers brown and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down and is in decent physical shape. He has golden hair. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this northern man wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Gilbert is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 800 sp.