Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: The child of a Blacksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Riardon was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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 drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (80 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (80 gp). Gold and ruby ring (6000 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Riardon was born with his father's beautiful face. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp. Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (40 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull white iron scale mail and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. After coming to the age of reason, Ivellios took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp).