Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When Ahvain reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Dreali was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to be a mason again

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1100 gp. Black pearl (300 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'7" and muscular, this southern man wears baggy grey pantaloons and a black scarf. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Beiro was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Amber (70 gp). Rose (50 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'11". He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Architect.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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, Naeris is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Naeris abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and elven compassion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Jet (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp).