Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. This hazel eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Ahvain was born the youngest of three triplets. Through the years after Ahvain was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Ahvain's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Rich purple corundum (1400 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'7" and wears bulky blue painted plate armor. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Uthemar was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Uthemar decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Forgetful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He prefers to wear flannel. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Enialis reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Soapmaker; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Secretive. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 900 gp. 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 brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 59. 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 receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Theren was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Bellfounder father left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Addict. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 80 pp. Alexandrite (1600 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Black opal (1000 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.