Description: A middle-aged man, he sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and is pretty ugly. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are amber and catlike.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a tan vest and prefers green and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Ahvain and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 800 pp. Iolite (30 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is dressed in an above average manner. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Nim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2000 gp. Peridot (20 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Emerald (700 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Black opal (700 gp).