Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His skin is also unnaturally pale. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fisher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fisher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Barrister, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a barrister again

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This tall, slender man typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is braided into rings. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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, Hugh is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. 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 falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and black pants. He carries with him a set of longbows, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length auburn hair. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

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. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Simple lock.

Description: He wears a grey vest and prefers yellow and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Through the years after Charles was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Charles's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of a Dilettante, who enjoyed hunting, Balimaar was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.