Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears grey trousers with black and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Riardon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. 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: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His childhood dream was to be a Spy, but he was a colossal failure. He became a Servant soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Eye agate (11 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Amber (160 gp). Amethyst (160 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He wears his blonde hair up. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 800 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Jet (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Bowyer. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (7 gp). Jet (120 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Amber (120 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 skinny pants and wears a green and brown robe with the hood down. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is content; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a blue shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has wavy black hair. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the west. 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. Caeldrim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Caeldrim was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and elven compassion

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.