Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He carries a battered shortspear and tarnished shortbow as well. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Norman abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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 to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Hourglass.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has shaved his head bald. He has brown eyes and a tan hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism, Logical. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 16000 cp. Blue quartz (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His head has been shaved. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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 a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His hair is golden and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Seamstress for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man wears professional attire. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.