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 wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Pacifist, Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Emerald (800 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 55. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Riardon was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Riardon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 2000 gp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Iolite (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in an above average manner. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Laborer, but he was a colossal failure. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Malachite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.