Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

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. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jade (150 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). Coral (150 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Jade (150 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Emerald (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple brown robe with violet stripes complete with hood. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Berrian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. When Berrian reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 pp. Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Jet (40 gp). Jet (40 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Peridot (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miller.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.