Description: An older man who is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, he is not a threatening figure. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. One day when Riardon was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Riardon was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Glassblower they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Body Guard, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His black hair is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Himo was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He has moderate length red hair. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Thervan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 700 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longsword, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. After coming to the age of reason, Rolen took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A 4'8" western man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is black and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 50 pp. Peridot (40 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Jade (110 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).