Description: He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Moonstone (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He has moderate length blonde hair. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 55. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Servant mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 140 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with red colored cloaks and clothing, marred by sweets. He has shaved his head bald. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When Dreali reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and elven compassion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 900 pp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2600 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (70 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1600 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, blue shirt, and grey tie. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a Sellsword first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. The war was a terrible time for him, and Erevan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Erevan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He struck the Sellsword job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Religious, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 70 pp.