Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. He has moderate length bronze crest. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 Bowyer. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bowyer and was forced into it by his family; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Family, Slave, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 50 pp. Onyx (70 gp). Fire opal (1100 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Rose (70 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his chestnut hair up. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Dworic wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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 mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Rose (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with grey slacks. His fur is orange and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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: Born to a Tanner, his father struggled to pay the bills. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She tends to wear a large grey jacket. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. With bright golden hair. Her eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and doesn't want to be a herbalist and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 90 gp. Rose (50 gp).