Description: He wears a fancy black suit. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He wears his blonde hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Adran took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Lamlis was born with his mother's beautiful face. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Debt, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears long strands of ruby and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Riardon was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Slave Trader. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

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. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. White pearl (140 gp).