Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 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: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears an entirely yellow suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Riardon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Riardon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He's also a talented Slave Trader, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Paelias will drive conversation. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Paelias was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Paelias and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Emerald (700 gp). 1 Medium magic item.