Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a red shirt with thin green vertical stripes and brown pants. His silver hair is long and unkept. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Riardon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Riardon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 200 pp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Berrian was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Through the years after Berrian was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Berrian's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1700 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp).

Description: 4'10" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tan Stetson hat and tan clothes. His hair is auburn and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.