Description: He wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a grey scarf. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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 obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a blue shirt with thin red vertical stripes and black pants. His purple hair is still thick. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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. 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is portly but not overly obese. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Hubert embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 4000 cp. Coral (150 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Soveliss was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 370 gp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: Standing 4'3", this man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Bowyer. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Fallond was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1 Bullseye lantern.