Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in the east to a Fletcher, Berrian learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Tourmaline (120 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bastard sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, marred by sweets. His chestnut hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

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. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Rolen alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants revenge against brigands

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Rose (80 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Malachite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Thervan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 pp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.