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 keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 48. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jocelyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (1300 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp).

Description: He wears long strands of topaz and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has no hair. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He takes great joy in being the best Server in town.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. William took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Locksmith, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (50 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is typically in his Bowyer uniform. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is a Bowyer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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, Gerald is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears long strands of aquamarine and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Tailor mother left him crippled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to be a tailor again

Flaws: Racist, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1000 sp.