Description: This younger middle-aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is content; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Opinionated, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: Berrian hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 large cave and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 2000 gp.