Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and grey robe with the hood down. He wears his chestnut hair up. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Riardon was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Blue diamond (7000 gp). Rose (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Sard (30 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a lance. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'9" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Mindartis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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. Mindartis took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He has taken up work as a Stylist and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with yellow slacks. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is long and unkept. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Thamior 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. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 8000 sp.