Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Berrian speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his red hair down. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 70000 cp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. 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. He has a very tight haircut. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Aerdeth abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

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

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. His brown hair is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Jeweler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and is pretty ugly. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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, Ahvain is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Ahvain lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.