Description: This malnourished man is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and white handkerchief worn on his left side. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Painter. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Professionalism, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp. Emerald (1100 gp). Amber (140 gp). White pearl (140 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and he perpetually has his greataxe ready. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lucan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears professional attire. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2000 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.