Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears just a blue suit. He is an epitome of beauty. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. 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 since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 pp. Zircon (60 gp). Azurite (8 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is dressed in an above average manner. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Through the years after Rolen was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Rolen's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Rolen and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: He was born in the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Lamlis's homeland. Lamlis decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 gp. White pearl (80 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.