Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a violet vest and prefers blue and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His brown hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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: Berrian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a grey coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His head has been shaved. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. A freak accident while working with his Knight father left him crippled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (9 gp). Amber (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. After coming to the age of reason, Halimath took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Racist, Antagonistic. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 gp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (70 gp). Emerald (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.