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. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longbow, but if one is not available he will default to his mace. His white fur is smooth and relatively long. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Shipwright business.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Shipwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Persistence, Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (13 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp).

Description: He wears a brown tunic with yellow highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he has a crush on the local actor

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, In love, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'9". He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Frederick's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barber business.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a barber and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp. Carnelian (30 gp). Blue sapphire (400 gp).