Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Riardon was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 600 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Black opal (1600 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He got into the Spy business at a young age. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Spy. He has achieved small success as a Spy.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: 4'9" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. 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 loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Aramil was born with his mother's beautiful face. After coming to the age of reason, Aramil took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Old thin voice

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

Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 50 pp. Hematite (9 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Banded agate (9 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. During his travels, Caeldrim and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Caeldrim discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Caeldrim fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.