Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Ahvain is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. A true patriot, Ahvain would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Ahvain 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He uses divination through singing.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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, Uthemar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Roofer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Laborer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and elven compassion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1200 gp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Coral (160 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Iolite (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.