Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the south to a Doctor, Riardon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Riardon was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has worked as a Doctor like his father before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has auburn hair. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Merchant arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice, Opinionated. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (50 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Gardain embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: He wears a black tunic with tan highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished bow as well. His hair is auburn and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Bundrigo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Bundrigo was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Bricklayer, but he got bored and became a Armorer. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bow.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Amethyst (50 gp).