Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses like a well dressed Painter does. His hair is short and chestnut. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Berrian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. Being a Painter kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his violet boots flare out at the collars. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Through the years after Uthemar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Uthemar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Uthemar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 pp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1700 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (70 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1700 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). Silver ewer (90 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (90 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp).

Description: He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. He has moderate length white hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: The child of a Stylist, who enjoyed hunting, Peren was taken on many hunting expeditions. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 700 gp. Amethyst (100 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His hair is black and curly. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Peren was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Peren was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Peren decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He has green eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.