Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears professional attire. His red fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He got into the Barrister business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barrister. He has achieved small success as a Barrister.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His long purple hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Server. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Server. He struck the Server job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He tends to wear a large yellow jacket. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in the north to a Banker, Geoffrey learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Geoffrey took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears bulky white painted plate armor. He wears his blonde hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Glassblower arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Koth never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 120 gp.