Description: He is a husky man, who usually wears his white robe and has his spear always slung over his shoulder. His hair is auburn and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He takes great joy in being the best Apothecary in town.

History: Fulbar was born the youngest of three triplets. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Apothecary for hire.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thervan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born to a Glassblower, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His tied-back hair is red. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Everard is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shield use. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length yellow fur. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He takes great joy in being the best Server in town.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Server

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 500 sp. 4 Thunderstones.