Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden pearl (40 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

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 green shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thervan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Berrian was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shoemaker. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away.

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Sard (80 gp). Jade (120 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp).