Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Berrian speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Berrian lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Farmer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Immeral was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1400 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. He has a hunchback. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. 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 criminal king-pin and mafia family When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mortician for hire.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He has wavy chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Paelias was born the youngest of three triplets. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Rose (30 gp). Sard (30 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.