Description: He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His hair is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Blacksmith. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Blacksmith arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. One day when Ahvain was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Ahvain was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Blacksmith and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (300 gp). Hematite (8 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a blue costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 50. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 pp. Red garnet (40 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he very much looks the part of a Carpenter. His hair is brown and very short. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 50. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Carpenter for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Crown-heir again; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (9 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.