Description: This exceptionally lanky 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. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ahvain embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Ahvain lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 gp. Obsidian (10 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: This man wears a brown costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is lengthy. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is an amazing painter.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Butcher for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thamuz will drive conversation. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thamuz was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Professionalism. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 700 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.