Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His silver hair is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He got into the Locksmith business at a young age. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Family, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sard (70 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries a battered sai and tarnished rapier as well. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He got into the Healer business at a young age. 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. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

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: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (3000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he usually wears his blue robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder, and is pretty ugly. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Hematite (10 gp). Jet (130 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Blue sapphire (1400 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Hematite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.