Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to protect his home

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. Citrine (50 gp). Jet (150 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ralf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a green coat with brown slacks. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is still thick. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Everard was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His ears are large.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. In his 17th 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 became a Bowyer soon after.

Motivation: To be a Performer again; and balancing his hectic life and new bowyer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 18000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.