Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The war was a terrible time for him, and Berrian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 pp. Hematite (16 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Amber (90 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Amber (90 gp). Rich purple corundum (1400 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who very much looks the part of a Sellsword. His tied-back hair is black. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Lucan 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. A freak accident while working with his Sailor father left him crippled. He has achieved small success as a Sellsword.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 600 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.