Description: This tall, slender man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is long and silver with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ahvain studied abroad. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 30000 sp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Rose (20 gp). Red spinel (120 gp).

Description: He wears a pastel coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson pastel hat.

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 has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 500 pp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Malachite (4 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Brown diamond (3000 gp). Onyx (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a large green jacket. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of dire rats 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: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 3200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a simple brown robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Hadarai took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mayor.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He usually wears his blue robe and has his greataxe always slung over his shoulder. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 57. 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 accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. 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. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 40000 cp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp).