Description: He wears professional attire. His white hair is cut short. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Riardon liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 brown hair is knotted and matted. 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 is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Amethyst (140 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Erdan was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Interpreter. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Elven compassion.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 900 pp.