Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Riardon was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Revenge; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a fancy white suit. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Ruler; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 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 (60 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears a white cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He wears his auburn hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: Ahvain hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Onyx (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). 1 Medium magic item.