Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the east to a Mortician, Enialis learned a great deal about his father'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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Enialis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in a small forest village. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 pp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Red garnet (120 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Malachite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. He is an epitome of beauty. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Cartwright arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and balancing his hectic life and new cartwright responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1300 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (90 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears silk and lounges about seductively. He wears his golden hair down. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To protect his home; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2700 gp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Amber (90 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Amber (90 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. His tied-back hair is brown. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1200 gp.