Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Slave Trader profession.

History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Azurite (13 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He sports a flattop hair cut. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Hadarai was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 gp. Obsidian (7 gp).

Description: This northern man wears a grey costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver hair is still thick. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sculptor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 10000 cp.

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 prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson yellow hat.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.