Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a dagger on his belt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. In his youth he was a Painter, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, and carries clubs. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for 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. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Coral (70 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an entirely grey suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.