Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and he perpetually has his sword ready. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born in the east. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 pp. Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His brown hair is cut short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1000 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe, marred by chocolates. His brown hair is still thick. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his father's many stories. Thamior abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 pp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.