Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His red hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Immeral reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 pp. Azurite (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Peridot (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears skinny pants and wears a black and green robe with the hood down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Through the years after Berrian was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Berrian's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (30 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (90 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.