Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. At a young age his father died while driving off some dire rats. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in longbow use. Recently a tribe of dire rats 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: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He usually wears his green robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. His chestnut hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 sp. Hematite (11 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Sard (70 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Korfel was born the youngest of three triplets. Korfel 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Performer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Bather, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 6000 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Coral (110 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp).