Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is cut close to his head. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Layabout and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 gp. Banded agate (6 gp). Jasper (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Amber (70 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. He has a hunchback. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 92. 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 also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Citrine (80 gp).