Description: This man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Ahvain is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Ahvain is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 6000 sp. Sard (30 gp). White opal (1100 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. He has shaved his head bald. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born into a rich family. Aust 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 pp. Gold music box (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He likes to wear blue tank tops with grey pants. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Gennal is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Gennal hails from a village terrorized by drow. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sellsword. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Gennal was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and yellow handkerchief worn on his left side. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Riardon was born the youngest of three triplets. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is content; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp. Jasper (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A middle-aged man, he sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and is pretty ugly. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Varis 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 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 blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Varis has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Disease. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp.