Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Berrian was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 600 gp. Malachite (16 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is black and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Lamlis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Sage. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sage.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 6000 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Adventurer. He has a hunchback. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Aust's homeland. Aust decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with black slacks. He sports a flattop hair cut. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a Priest, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1400 gp. Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp).