Description: This slender man stands about 5'9". He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Gifted from a young age, Tim studied abroad. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp. Red spinel (60 gp). White opal (900 gp).

Description: He wears professional attire. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. The war was a terrible time for him, and Justin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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. Justin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 38000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man very much looks the part of a Bowyer. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bowyer. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Antitoxin. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Revenge; and he's in love

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing a long, white cloak. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Interpreter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Interpreter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Interpreter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 800 gp.