Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ahvain was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 gp. Moss agate (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Rose (60 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Emerald (1500 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his brown hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Rolen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When Rolen 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 has worked as a Apothecary like his mother before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 pp. Banded agate (12 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a longbow on his belt. He has wavy red hair. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Nim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Nim was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is red and very short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Adran was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.