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. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rock crystal (20 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Onyx (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

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 tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 pp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (400 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp).

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His head has been shaved. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of giants 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Insane. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp.