Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Apothecary and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin black vertical stripes and pastel pants. He is physically well-built. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fletcher business.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. 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 Fletcher. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and expand his business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. He carries with him a set of glaives on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: Barendd hails from a village terrorized by drow. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Barendd fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 150 gp. Malachite (6 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He stands about 5'3" and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Uthemar enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born to a Bather, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Flaws: Addict, Greedy, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Silk rope.