Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His gray fur is braided into rings. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Tharivol was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His white crest is still thick. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His red hair is braided into rings. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Gomory was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Server. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and doesn't want to be a server and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a red shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and green pants. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Andram fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing his hectic life and new bowyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 sp.