Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Riardon wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. A small bag of saffron. (70 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the south to a Server, Immeral learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He tends to his Server job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1800 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Jasper (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is typically in his Bookbinder uniform. He is an epitome of beauty. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Farmer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (100 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (10 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 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 silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a Weaver, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants 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: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his top green hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.