Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Ahvain wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he's in love

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1400 gp.

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 an entirely yellow suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His golden hair is long and unkept. His face is scarred and worn.

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. 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: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Varis was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Tanner. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer, Poor, In love. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. 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: Doesn't want to be a Performer and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.