Description: He usually wears his tan robe and has his greataxe always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. He takes great joy in being the best Bricklayer in town.

History: Berrian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Miller, but he got bored and became a Bricklayer. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Bricklayer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil 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; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Iolite (20 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears tattered old clothes. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Vanuath was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 210 pp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Disease. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears white trousers with grey and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Enialis was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.