Description: This malnourished man wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Berrian took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His fur is short and lavender. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Elegant alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Locksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. She has gleaming, smiling white eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Healer. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Azza fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears tattered old clothes. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Naivara isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born in the west. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.