Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His hair is blonde and very short. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Riardon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Riardon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100000 cp. Jade (90 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has moderate length white hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Rael was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. After a long history of fighting, Rael and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. At a young age his father died while driving off some dire rats. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in longbow use. 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. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man prefers to wear flannel, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To protect his home; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Uthemar reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.