Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a shield on his belt. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Aelar was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fortune-teller. 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. Aelar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp. Solid gold idol (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Silver ewer (20 gp).

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with blue pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly whips and quarterstaffs. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Riardon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. 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, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Riardon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 father 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He is a husky man, who is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His hair is auburn and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the south were limited. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He became a Mayor soon after.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.