Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has no hair. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ahvain grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Ahvain. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Unemployed they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Herbalist, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Full Plate.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has chestnut hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Eye agate (11 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 41. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Eiravel was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has amber eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Halimath studied abroad. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Being a Ruler kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears professional attire. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. He has green eyes and a pastel hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. 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, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.