Description: Standing 5'3", this man is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Riardon lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. One day when Riardon was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Riardon was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Shy, Selfish, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 sp. Rose (40 gp).

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her hair is red and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. To her fellows she 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: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has orange fur. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Skirt was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His bronze crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.