Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His tied-back hair is brown. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Priest father left him crippled. He tends to his Blacksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Priest again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 28000 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (50 gp). Silver ewer (30 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Riardon was born with his mother's beautiful face. Riardon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 pp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Eye agate (12 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has blue eyes and a blue hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Paelias never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Slave, In love. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (800 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp).