Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, marred by teas. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Roofer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Malachite (7 gp). Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). Jade (140 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his club with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and he perpetually has his club ready. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a Stylist first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. A true patriot, Berrian would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 800 pp. Hematite (11 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp). Amber (110 gp). Blue sapphire (400 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Amber (110 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Sard (70 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears many layers of old clothing at all times and is in decent physical shape. His white hair is thinning but still full. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aelar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Aelar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Banded agate (5 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Amber (160 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp).