Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Ahvain was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ahvain was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Amber (100 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. His hair is silver and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1000 gp. Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Jet (130 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp).

Description: This western man wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

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 is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 7000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.