Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Riardon never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears white trousers with brown and red striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His red hair is singed and shortened. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Black opal (500 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and he perpetually has his trident ready. He wears his red hair down. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Hadarai lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Soapmaker and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp).