Description: A moderately attractive man, he is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. His white hair is thinning but still full. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Ivellios took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and doesn't want to be a performer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 16000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has white hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Galinndan 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. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 110 pp. Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1300 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (110 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely green suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Animal Trainer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Fletcher, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is golden and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a Barrister, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 800 gp. Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Riardon was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Riardon's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic, Fearful. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.