Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. The war was a terrible time for him, and Riardon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When Riardon reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Amber (110 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Amber (110 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a pastel costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He has no hair. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Server business.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Eye agate (16 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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: Aelar was born the youngest of three triplets. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.