Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. 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. 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 20 pp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Sard (40 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'4". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and his gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Delebean took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. 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. Delebean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Bonds: Mentor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp).

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his brown hair down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 70 pp. Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 3'1" and muscular, this northern man usually wears his red robe and has his halberd always slung over his shoulder. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His ears are large.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp. Rose (60 gp). Jet (90 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He is an epitome of beauty. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Ulfgar was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.