Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe, marred by chocolates. He has moderate length auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Riardon 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Actor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Banded agate (8 gp). Malachite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. After months of barely getting by, Caeldrim managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and is pretty ugly. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Thervan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, In love. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is chestnut and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

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

Description: An older man who is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his white hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Detective arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.