Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull tan iron scale mail. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Berrian is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

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. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1500 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp).

Description: He wears a simple violet robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He bought a longsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His head has been shaved. His eyes are amber.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. At a young age his mother died while driving off some illithids. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shortbow use. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, yellow shirt, and brown tie. His hair is auburn and very short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. He's also a talented Soapmaker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Ivellios hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts

Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies, Slave, Debt. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.