Description: 5'2" and muscular, this southern man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. After coming to the age of reason, Riardon took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of illithids 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: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 pp. A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a simple tan robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Through the years after Heian was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Heian's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (100 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (100 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Thamior has worked very hard to control his curse. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Gold music box (2000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (30 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Assassin. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.