Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries a battered flail and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'10" and wears a brown costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple violet robe with green stripes complete with hood. He is portly but not overly obese. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his small violet hat.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vanuath grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2000 sp. Azurite (8 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Baker profession.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to be a baker again

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2000 sp. Jasper (50 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). Rose (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Obsidian (12 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears an entirely green suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Riardon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (8 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Amber (150 gp). Fire opal (1500 gp).