Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Ahvain speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Weaver they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Spy, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Carrie reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2300 gp).

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 yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He takes great joy in being the best Miner in town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and balancing his hectic life and new miner responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.