Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Berrian was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He became a Junk Dealer soon after.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 500 pp. Jade (40 gp). Black star sapphire (600 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). White opal (600 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his nunchaku, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His hair is long and white with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: Rolen hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

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

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is physically well-built. His red hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs, and he perpetually has his sai ready. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a simple brown robe with white stripes complete with hood. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.