Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear flannel. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. He has blue eyes and a green hat with a tan feather.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Riardon is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 carries a battered longbow and tarnished shortspear as well. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Eiravel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 gp. Solid gold idol (600 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (70 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (70 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (70 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (70 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a white broad hat and white clothes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Gardener who has hired him part-time. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Erevan was born with his mother's beautiful face. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Attractive, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears long strands of amethyst and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has moderate length blonde hair. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Vanuath abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'4" and muscular, this northern man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 500 pp. Chrysoprase (60 gp). Malachite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.