Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Riardon will drive conversation. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Riardon was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. Recently a tribe of orcs 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 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 blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 54. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a brown shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Ivellios was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 5000 sp. Obsidian (16 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is chestnut and curly. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his broad tan hat.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Marshal who has hired him part-time. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Gifted from a young age, Aust studied abroad. A gifted student he started as a Herbalist, but he got bored and became a Marshal. He has taken up work as a Marshal and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: In love, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is white and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.