Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, green shirt, and blue tie. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Ahvain was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: He wears a white costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Mortician; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Violet garnet (600 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Citrine (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed trident, just in case. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thamior does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He tends to his Sculptor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Greedy, Depressed, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp.