Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his youth he was a Armorer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, PTSD. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 pp. Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A small bag of saffron. (100 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (40 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Carrie studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he usually wears his yellow robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 11000 sp. Azurite (12 gp).