Description: 4'7" and muscular, this western man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Ahvain wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He works hard and plays hard.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Ahvain reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Eiravel 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. In his youth he was a Carter, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2200 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (130 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His tied-back hair is white. His ears are large.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Server. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. A gifted student he started as a Roofer, but he got bored and became a Server. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 pp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Azurite (6 gp).