Description: He is a mite stocky and is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, brown shirt, and white tie. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ahvain does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Ahvain was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Hunter. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears long strands of amethyst and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, marred by sweets. His hair is long and brown with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1800 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (90 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (90 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Guy was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Scribe. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Scribe for hire.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Violet garnet (1600 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Sard (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Amber (150 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. A true patriot, Aerdeth would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Aerdeth was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'11" when asserting himself. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Oskar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Oskar 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. During his travels, Oskar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Oskar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Oskar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 190 gp.