Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ahvain grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 900 gp. Red spinel (60 gp). White opal (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

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. A freak accident while working with his Crown-heir mother left him crippled. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Iolite (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Himo was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Banded agate (10 gp). Sard (30 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Amber (80 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His golden hair is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2100 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears skinny pants and wears a grey and tan robe with the hood down. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Sellsword 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: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (60 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Sard (60 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp).