Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears tattered old clothes. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Berrian hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Berrian was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Berrian decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Body Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: Revenge; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Lucan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red garnet (50 gp). Coral (50 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Sard (70 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is cut short. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Guardian, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (60 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 50000 cp.