Description: A plain young-adult man, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Ivellios was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Coral (80 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jasper (30 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). Malachite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His childhood dream was to be a Performer, but he was a colossal failure. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp).