Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is black and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. 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. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rock crystal (40 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red garnet (50 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Star ruby (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Halimath hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.