Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears dull black sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greataxe, just in case. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Ahvain was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. 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 end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 pp. Black pearl (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Ahvain is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Ahvain was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Animal Trainer, but he got bored and became a Spice Merchant. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Animal Trainer; and he's in love

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Impulsive, Shy. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 3000 gp. Moonstone (30 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Amber (100 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Zircon (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'9" and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.