Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bowyer born in the past three hundred years. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Immigrant, Debt. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Black pearl (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Warryn is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Warryn enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp. Fire opal (500 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She tends to wear a large grey jacket. Her golden hair is cut short. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Avice is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Avice reached her early adolescence her Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her fur is cut close to her head. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 10 pp. Citrine (30 gp).