Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Berrian is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Laborer and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Jasper (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries a battered greataxe and tarnished longsword as well. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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, Adran is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. 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. Adran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 4000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2400 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2700 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (70 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Naeris speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. During his travels, Naeris and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Naeris discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Naeris fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 pp. Jasper (20 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.