Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Riardon was born with his mother's beautiful face. In his youth he was a Marshal, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of orcs 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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, Ivellios is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Ivellios was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His golden hair is singed and shortened. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

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. Burto enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He wears a yellow shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length blonde hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: Gardain hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. Gardain liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull grey sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 sp. Jasper (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.