Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Bricklayer mother left him crippled. During his travels, Ahvain and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ahvain discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ahvain fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 90000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 120 pp. Eye agate (15 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Sard (40 gp). Jet (40 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a brown shirt with thin black vertical stripes and blue pants and is in decent physical shape. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

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 Elf in existence. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and yellow handkerchief worn on his left side. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Uthemar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born in the north. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 gp. Emerald (500 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Fire opal (500 gp).