Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a fancy pastel suit. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Ahvain speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the south to a Miller, Ahvain learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Ahvain alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Citrine (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has no hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 pp. Jet (80 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Black opal (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A 5'0" northern man, he wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Soveliss was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 800 pp. Azurite (12 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Emerald (1000 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Malachite (12 gp).