Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull white iron scale mail. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Miles is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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 son.

History: Miles lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has golden hair. 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 is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and brown robe with the hood down. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Herbalist born in the past three hundred years. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and further expansion of business

Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He usually wears his black robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. 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. Alexandre fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Joker, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.