Description: This slender man stands about 5'5". He wears a green tunic with yellow highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Zircon (20 gp). White opal (1100 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He very much looks the part of a Priest. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Nim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new priest responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Amber (130 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Barkeep but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'4" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Dilettante and was forced into it by his family; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has green eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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 was born in the north. Lamlis was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Apothecary. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lamlis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1700 gp.