Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Riardon isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's also a talented Armorer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and balancing his hectic life and new stylist responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (10 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

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

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Herbalist profession.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. Rolen 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. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Rose (40 gp). Brown diamond (5000 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Rose (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.