Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is typically in his Sellsword uniform, marred by chocolates. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Berrian took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 pp. Aquamarine (1300 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Fire opal (1100 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Mindartis was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Mindartis's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 pp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His tied-back hair is golden. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He found a children's book about a Elf Wizard 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.