Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Riardon never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Military, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Addict, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tan shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and black pants. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Roofer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To be a Roofer again; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 6000 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.