Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Riardon never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 50 pp. Amethyst (40 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp).

Description: He usually wears his grey robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder, and carries scimitars. He has shaved his head bald. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2200 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Peridot (30 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears professional attire. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Moss agate (8 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Rael enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1500 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greataxe.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.