Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Berrian grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Insomniac, Emotional, Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 30 pp. Golden pearl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He has moderate length brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. Fivin enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

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. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. 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 has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a hunchback. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Fire opal (1000 gp). Zircon (80 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses like a well dressed Servant does. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Raer has worked very hard to control his curse. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Servant.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and elven compassion

Flaws: Shy, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He usually wears his tan robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shortspears and whips. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Naill hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 140 pp. Red spinel (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).