Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His red hair is cut short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in the north to a Mason, Berrian learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1000 cp. Amber (40 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His crest is red and curly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Torinn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His red hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has moderate length dark red hair. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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. 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, Fenriz is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.