Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, marred by sweets. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 pp. Blue quartz (8 gp). Blue-white diamond (7000 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Red garnet (150 gp).

Description: This man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his left hand. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Riardon was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 3000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (80 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.