Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. Riardon was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Riardon decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Thoradin grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Thoradin. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: This slender man stands about 2'10". He wears a pastel collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Layabout business.

History: He was born into a rich family. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence, Logical, Impeccable. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'0" northern man, he wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a sai on his belt. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Efferil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.