Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears a blue small hat and blue clothes. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Ahvain took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Dilettante uniform. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ar-Beka's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His childhood dream was to be a Unemployed, but he was a colossal failure. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp. Smoky quartz (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Obsidian (14 gp).

Description: He wears a brown coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his chestnut hair up. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Beiro was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Beiro's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing a long, brown cloak, and is pretty ugly. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His ears are large.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Nelkin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was a Seamstress, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 20 pp. Pink pearl (150 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). White opal (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Eiravel's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 700 gp.