Description: This late middle aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle and is in decent physical shape. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Berrian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A freak accident while working with his Herbalist father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Alexandrite (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Rose (60 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Jade (120 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). Jet (120 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. He is physically well-built. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His ears are large.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Halimath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mayor and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 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: This dark-skinned male is dressed in an above average manner. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

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

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 pp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.