Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His ears are large.

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. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He worked as a nervous Shoemaker and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'8". He wears a white costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Job, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jet (120 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (60 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (60 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp).