Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a brown tunic with blue highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Berrian has worked very hard to control his curse. After a long history of fighting, Berrian and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 pp. 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: He wears a brown vest and prefers pastel and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Gennal liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Seamstress they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Sellsword, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. His clothes are grease stained in places. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born in the north. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 4000 gp. Malachite (12 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Sard (70 gp). White opal (500 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Hematite (12 gp).