Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Ahvain has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 36000 sp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Iolite (40 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly lances and swords. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Alberich liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during and is in decent physical shape. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bow.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Rose (50 gp). Star ruby (1600 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Oppleby took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.

Motivation: To be a Glassblower again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 23000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.