Description: He has a missing right arm. He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His blonde hair is cut short. 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 irascible and easily irritated. Ahvain enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Through the years after Ahvain was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Ahvain's mother 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 to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 50000 cp. Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Amber (70 gp). Obsidian (9 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

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 motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1800 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His auburn hair is still thick. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Thervan was born with his mother's beautiful face. His first spouse was a Laborer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears pastel trousers with blue and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Tharivol's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Body Guard profession.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His childhood dream was to be a Body Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to be a body guard again

Ideals: Impeccable, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His hair is auburn and very short. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.