Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. After a long history of fighting, Riardon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has a crush on the local cartwright

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue quartz (8 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears long strands of amethyst and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 4000 gp. Iolite (20 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Jet (100 gp). Obsidian (12 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Varis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp).