Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is blonde and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of orcs 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 500 pp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. 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 to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Impulsive, Mundane. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 3000 gp. Aquamarine (1400 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Rich purple corundum (1300 gp). Coral (110 gp). Sard (40 gp). Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Jasper (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His golden hair is lengthy. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Lucan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to protect his home

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Family, Guardian. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp. Zircon (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.