Description: He stands about 4'9" and usually wears his black robe and has his bow always slung over his shoulder. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When Ahvain 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. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sard (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Rose (30 gp). White pearl (80 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Star ruby (500 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Jade (80 gp). Amber (80 gp). Citrine (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears dull yellow sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).