Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a green vest and prefers white and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His crest is black and very short. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

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. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 sp. Tourmaline (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a violet coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Richard was born with his mother's beautiful face. A gifted student he started as a Miller, but he got bored and became a Locksmith. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Tourmaline (70 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp).

Description: 5'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is golden and curly. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has achieved small success as a Bowyer.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this western man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 84. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1800 sp.