Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in an above average manner. His silver hair is cut short. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Berrian embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Berrian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Berrian has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears just a blue suit. He wears his chestnut hair up. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (500 gp). Jasper (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. He is physically well-built. He has styled his white crest well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Shamash was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Cartwright for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Pink pearl (70 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp).

Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He wears his chestnut hair up. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Painter. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Painter responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 60 gp. Jet (140 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'3". He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Travok was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Travok 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 130 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp).