Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Ahvain 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. Ahvain liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Ahvain was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 33000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the west to a Stylist, Peren learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Blacksmith, but he got bored and became a Stylist. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stylist for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Blacksmith again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jet (90 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is an epitome of beauty. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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 be a Healer again.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 4000 gp. Red spinel (110 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Peridot (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.