Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his chestnut hair up. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A freak accident while working with his Miller mother left him crippled. During his travels, Berrian and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Berrian discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Berrian fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Revenge; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has brown hair. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for him, and Adran 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 several months after his mother was called into army service. 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. Recently a tribe of drow 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: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rhodochrosite (12 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Coral (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Hadarai speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. 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. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.