Description: 5'5" and muscular, this northern man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He got into the Bricklayer business at a young age. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, red shirt, and tan tie, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Riardon lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 pp. 1 Minor 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 is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his brown hair up. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Immeral was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Server. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue quartz (5 gp). Coral (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Blue-white diamond (5000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.