Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Gifted from a young age, Riardon studied abroad. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1600 gp.

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 black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bricklayer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 260 pp. Blue quartz (5 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Iolite (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'8" and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. At some point he was captured by drow and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 15000 sp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (110 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Merchant. He tends to his Merchant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Attractive. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2700 gp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Black opal (1500 gp). Black star sapphire (1500 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in the east. After coming to the age of reason, Ahvain 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.