Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and carries tridents. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3200 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (90 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears bulky violet painted plate armor. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a Apothecary, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 pp. Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Sard (80 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. Her scarlet crest, when down, is lengthy. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: Born to a Merchant, her father struggled to pay the bills. Through the years after Driindar was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Driindar's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Driindar and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Shy, Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'4". She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She has styled her white hair well, parting it to the left. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered south to less war torn lands. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 cp. Chalcedony (30 gp).