Description: This malnourished man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 Tailor. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Dilettante again.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a large violet jacket. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Debt, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, tan shirt, and violet tie. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has wavy brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 150 pp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (180 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His hair is cut close to his head. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has worked as a Hunter like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a hunchback. He wears his blonde hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Berrian's homeland. Berrian decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 13000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp).