Description: 5'3" and muscular, this northern man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Riardon's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a black tunic with red highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Lucan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Ploughman, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Joker, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 gp. Red garnet (140 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Red garnet (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'9" southern man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His silver hair is still thick. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Vanuath was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Vanuath reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 pp. Silver pearl (150 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Black opal (1000 gp).