Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He has a hunchback. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the north to a Marshal, Riardon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 struck the Marshal job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 pp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Brown diamond (3000 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Amber (70 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). White opal (700 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His black hair is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (1300 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Amber (150 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His hair is cut close to his head. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Tharivol embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Tharivol was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bather. He has worked as a Bather like his father before him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to be a cartwright again

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.