Description: He dresses like a well dressed Bowyer does. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His childhood dream was to be a Spice Merchant, but he was a colossal failure. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Insane, Hedonist, Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, and is pretty ugly. His tied-back hair is silver. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Drogo hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in earthy colors with a white and violet handkerchief worn on his left side. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Racist. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3200 sp. Golden pearl (120 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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 bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 500 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. Rolf enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Rolf took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Rolf and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Jade (100 gp). 2 Alchemist’s fire.