Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 pp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Blue star sapphire (1000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Coral (150 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Hematite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears white trousers with grey and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the north to a Butcher, Hadarai learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Butcher. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2300 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2300 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 3000 gp.