Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'9" and wears a brown vest and prefers white and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Berrian isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fortune-teller business.

History: Berrian lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family; and he's in love

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Quarion 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 bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Carter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Carter for hire.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 120000 cp. Moss agate (6 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Jade (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears skinny pants and wears a tan and grey robe with the hood down. He wears his auburn hair down. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A true patriot, Thamior would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears an entirely brown suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His silver hair is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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 orcs 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 retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.