Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'5" and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Berrian was raised in a hard working conservative environment. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 48000 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy copper crest. He wears a green Stetson hat and green clothes. He has a hunchback. He has no crest. He has red eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Heskan was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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 Animal Trainer. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1200 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (30 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Sage. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sage work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sage work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Pink pearl (160 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a Tailor first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Elaim was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He tends to his Tailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tailor responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 120 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an entirely violet suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Uthemar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. During his travels, Uthemar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Uthemar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Uthemar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3100 sp.