Description: He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his long bronze crest kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ildrex fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Mundane. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He very much looks the part of a Unemployed. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has gray eyes and a pastel hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born in a small island village. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a black shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and white pants. His head has been shaved. He has blue eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Riardon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Riardon was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Wymar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He has styled his rusty crest well, parting it to the left. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Forgetful, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 310 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (140 gp).