Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

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 refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Riardon was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. 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: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, marred by chocolates. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Varis 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. He worked as a nervous Courier and found it very stressful. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He got into the Miner business at a young age. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miner.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a brown scarf. His chestnut hair is lengthy. He has hazel 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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Vanuath was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. After a long history of fighting, Vanuath and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and elven compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Aelar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.