Description: An older man who wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, he is not a threatening figure. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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: Gifted from a young age, Ahvain studied abroad. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Ahvain's homeland. Ahvain decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Rose (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Fletcher. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. He became a Fletcher soon after.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Slave, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (3000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely tan suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 73. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Boston accent

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