Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longsword, just in case. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Berrian was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a Fortune-teller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the west to a Fortune-teller, Stannor learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Stannor liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Jet (120 gp). Sard (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple white robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Dûgz will drive conversation. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Dûgz liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His silver hair is long and unkept. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Painter profession.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Corkitron was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 500 sp.