Description: An older man who is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Brewer, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is brown and curly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 22. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Brewer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Beiro took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 pp. Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Azurite (8 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Soveliss lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 3000 gp. Malachite (9 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.