Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a black top hat and black clothes. His hair is short and red. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Thervan was born with his father's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and revenge

Flaws: Disease, Secretive, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 gp. Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'0" and wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his shield. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Berrian was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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. After a long history of fighting, Berrian and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 gp. Moonstone (40 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Jade (80 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (80 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp).