Description: This western man wears a tan shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and pastel pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is short and auburn. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. After coming to the age of reason, Riardon took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 5000 gp. Chalcedony (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Blue star sapphire (700 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Jet (140 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in the north. His first spouse was a Cook, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naeris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1000 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2300 gp).

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown hair is long and unkept. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. When Tharivol 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 32000 sp. Alexandrite (500 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Pink diamond (7000 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Eye agate (5 gp).