Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Stylist.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Herbalist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a hunchback. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.