Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a whip on his belt. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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 was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Joser was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Crown-heir born in the past three hundred years. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Gifted from a young age, William studied abroad. 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 Crown-heir. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a large blue jacket. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and balancing his hectic life and new fletcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a green shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'0" when asserting himself. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are white and beady.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 120 gp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp).

Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Torbera was born the youngest of three triplets. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and an old rival family wants her found

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 40 gp.