Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Berrian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Berrian was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ploughman. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 pp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (50 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of emerald and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is physically well-built. His hair is white and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has achieved small success as a Bowyer.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and money/treasure

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears skinny pants and wears a green and violet robe with the hood down. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Obsidian (9 gp).