Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He has blue eyes and a brown hat with a green feather.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Riardon enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has taken up work as a Sellsword and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Hedonist, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (1300 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Erevan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting dire rats, the young Erevan began to lead the lost caravan. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a Stylist, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sage responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Amethyst (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.