Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Riardon reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 3000 gp. Malachite (10 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries a battered falchion and tarnished hand crossbow as well. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'8" and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a dilettante again

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Moonstone (20 gp).