Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Berrian was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Being born in the west, 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 west 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. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Coral (100 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).

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 prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has green eyes and a tan hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Koeth isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Eye agate (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Gifted from a young age, Erevan studied abroad. Ostracized due to the divine 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Slave, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Onyx (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Emerald (1000 gp).