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 a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 pp. White opal (1200 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Peridot (40 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Riardon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (1100 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: Soveliss was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Soveliss was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.