Description: He is a husky man, who 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. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His first spouse was a Soapmaker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a farmer and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Sensitive, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 900 gp. Solid gold idol (700 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a very tight haircut. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

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. His childhood dream was to be a Sellsword, but he was a colossal failure. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor and is in decent physical shape. He has moderate length white hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born in the north to a Herbalist, Erevan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze, marred by sweets. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Merchant who has hired him part-time. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 60000 cp. Banded agate (4 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).