Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Habor 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 was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Revenge; and many gnolls want him driven away

Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

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

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

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 wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His white hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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: He comes from a rich northern family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: 3'2" and muscular, this western man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His black fur is long and unkept. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He's also a talented Painter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 sp.