Description: Standing 5'4", this man wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. 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 history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Painter.

Motivation: He is content; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His childhood dream was to be a Fletcher, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Black star sapphire (500 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Rose (20 gp). Black opal (500 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. During his travels, Aramil and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Aramil discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Aramil fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Racist, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp.