Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings, and he perpetually has his bow ready. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Riardon speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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 never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (50 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Butcher for hire.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Military, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold music box (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When Nim reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Azurite (11 gp).